Step into the asylum As commanded by the unknown source Restrain your freedom from lucidity The rain intensifies It almost feels like this place is crying for me Death is on the hallways The lifeless bodies strewn The staff was obliterated Dementia emancipates from the cells Howls, the inmates roaming the grounds Unpredictable moves as the boundaries are cut "The Variants" start claiming the floors As the impaled SWAT agent warns me to leave I'm too deep to leave I smell the stench Of what used to be human The fumes of mental decay Disguise the final act Between the body parts I escape the doctor's shears The elevator almost feels divine Father Martin, I am not God In flames you'll die while these minions watch What's so pure about this lie Your deluded cause will bury me in despair Nanotechnology experiments Cut out inmate Hope's life support It almost feels like this place is crying for me I smell the stench Of what used to be human The fumes of mental decay Disguise the final act