In my line of darkness, your poison's kind of useless,
Old Mr. corpse is rotting in the room with us, a
I've been tortured, crawled out of purgatory,
Tell me honestly, is there something wrong with me?
Up the ante; I am tired of this new status quo,
All the agony stores enough power to know,
I have done some terrible things in my life,
I have done unbearable things...
