And all of you bet on my moronism Your constant distressing behavior Stuck in the so called greatness of your brain Unaware of the everpresence of The master you feared You crawl, you bark, you stick you horror! Sickening plague Trying to shine in my world Hordes of woodlouses I'll bite In grey visions I dive and resist In grey visions I dive My pleasure your pain, soothing torments The raving surgeon is walking around Cleaning up his blade Gazing at your shade Your rope is perfectly entwined The blade is dissecting, scornful look Blinding your judgement forever My pleasure your pain, soothing torments