I've never realized how bad it was
To lose the ground to rest my feet
Humanity is lost inside
My eyes can't teach my mind 

Clockwork nerves controlled my arms
Pupils are wide open to see [bad word] back from where I left
I'm a rotten orange healed by force 

number was my name
priest was my strength
cell was my home
nightmare so unreal 

I'm not the man I used to be
I'm something else, this is not me
No self respect, no memory
I'm living my own metamorphosis.