As you look through my window Deep into my room At the tapestries all faded Their vague and distant glories Concealed in the gloom The icy fingers of forgotten passions Softly brushing my lips At the tips of my primitive soul
As you look through my door Deep into my room Can you feel the mighty wall of power It's waiting, waiting in the gloom The distant shadows of forgotten champions Those who live in me still And will rise when we challenge and kill
Born again You'll be born again
Look at this prince of evil Fighting for your mind Fighting all the priests of shame For the thrust of my challenge is aimed At the hearts of mutant gods Who think we're all the same They're controlling our minds And they use us for fortune and fame
As you look through my window Deep into my room At your future and freedom The grey and plastic retards all floating in circles And as you taste the fruits of new sensations Softly brushing your lips As we rise when we challenge and kill
Born again You'll be born again
If you want to be king for a day Just do what I say
Everybody's got to think like a hunter Just search for your prey
Be alive through the night and the day Just do it my way
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