I see all things
from my mind's innocence
When they call me
I hear their prophecy 

You say I must
Face my own Deliverance
When you choose me
Have I lost Sanity 

These eyes can see right through me
I feel your soul inside
What have you waiting for me
I'll do what you decide 

And now this possession [bad word] my one obsession
Adrift in illusion
I'm sent into confusion 

Such torment and sadness
That overwhelms like madness
So fearful and intense
It burns inside 

I'll spread the word
Around the world
My name will last
Eternally 

I have the power
I have the choice
They'll hear my voice
For centuries 

Pandora's box is opened
Too late no turning round
paradox has woken
I serve with honor bound 

And now this possession [bad word] my one obsession
Alive in illusion
To make sence from confusion  [bad word] [bad word] sadness
Give me the joy of madness
This fear and this [bad word] deep inside 

This deep possession
For my life
I want this obsession
In my life
I claim this possession
Take my life