My vision's getting worse
Really bad, I mean
My vision's closer to God's
It seems like I am between
The layers of knowledge
And the layers of what I see
When shadows are moving
The way that I can't fall asleep
Talk to me

My eyes are open wide
And that's all that I have achieved
My time [bad word] out
Turning backwards even this
Now I'm shy of my feelings
And things about which I can't speak
My demons told me to hide
Those things as deep as I can dig
And I did

Staircase to each place
Leads you to the place
Where each next 
Staircase exactly is...

My dreams have been replaced
With [bad word] that I've already lost
My friend grew to adulthood
And left me like I've been the worst
Ideals and heros
Ideas, fever and pride
Mixed into perfection
And gave a birth to my demon's child

Demon, fight!
Demon, [bad word] for my mind
Demon, [bad word] for
Laugh
He's the enemy and love
He's the one who can join me 
In crashing walls
Just to watch how the ceiling 
Falls on the floor

Save me, shadow
I still hope you won't 
Leave me dying in this hole
You'll give my doctor a call
And let him send my soul to float

Give me prozac 
Make me stoned
You won't leave in this hole
I believe, demon, please
You won't leave me in this [bad word] Far or near, somewhere in [bad word] Save me,
Show me an exit out of here
Demon, please