Discipline beyond my own control
Is there still light within my soul
For thou is the hour of salvations thread

Subhuman thoughts broil within my head
Sometimes it seems I’ll be better of dead

Stubborn how have I stumbled
Within this prism that has crumbled there in
To have surrendered to the self-righteous
That awaits me within

Déjà vu stalks me in consequence
Henceforth no longer shall I care
For your sentiments

Decimate thy place where death now cowers
Deliberation awaits us beside the watchtower

For this could be our finest hour
Consummate our union by the creed
That is the coven of life