They seed in you the obsessive thought That it won't work That you won't ever get there They always feed on your defeat And repeat I knew that, I said And the tidbit is your pained and wilted heart Not anymore I'm the same Henceforth pure poison I am I'm streaming in your muddy brains I'll fulminate everyone Who want to stand on my way I'll lacerate by my hands I'll set on fire with fiery heart