a sane man wanders in hopes high not to die to master and to understand the sickness of every soul one breath in the frozen darkness, darkness burning with fear feeding upon the mind twisting and turning a sick and broken portrait of balance the swift dagger of madness but with madness comes power sanity splits appart paradox upon paradox painfully draining yet unseen untouched sanity falls, falls into the pit of nothingness to pure is the vision of corruption too close, too sick the mind cracks shatters and disappears in the darkness nothing has changed life continues it's sick parodly of it's ideal and only death can set us free (rep. verse 1 - 3) (and only death) can set us free the black spiral a sick and broken portrait of balance the swift dagger of madness but with madness comes power sanity splits apart paradox upon paradox painfully draining yet unseen untouched sanity falls, falls into the pit of nothingness