The dreamy-eyed thralls Coiled in bitter angst Torn and broken Frayed with neurosis All too human All too human I ate the shadows, the fumes, the mist With tertullian zeal I consume my gloomy fare And after each montanist ecstasy I fell astray and lost the golden bough Horrors conceived for mankind of old Brute skeletons surround me here The dead men's bones in smoke and mould In the currents of life in action's storm A stygian depth A miasmic shroud Metousiosis flame The solitude of deranged All too human The dreamy-eyed thralls Coiled in bitter angst Torn and broken Frayed with neurosis I ate the shadows the fumes the mist Fragile mind consumes its gloomy fare Many have claimed the throne of God I broke His will and lost the golden bough