To my friends who follow me, I warn you The feel of a rebellion will distort your Views of integrity, your cold touch distrusts me Take not my cold heart as your soul will find that Rebellion has defaced it Your eternal pit is my creation Ascending onto your Feared internal cry Hear me, or hear nothing I'll tell you how to fall from merciful hands Rise up in spite of me Tell you stories can't believe Abandoned, nothing to save you All you should think are thoughts to enable me to hold your wrists Forget all Save yourselves Freedoms not what you're used to Your desires are distorting your dream Your evil is not supposed to be Take a page from my Book of hidden words To my friends who follow me, I warn you The feel of a rebellion will distort your Views of integrity, your cold touch distrusts me Take not my cold heart as your soul will find that Close your eyes and feel undone Close your fists and take a turn Don't dwell on my feelings Brandish my wrists and see Close your eyes and tremble Onto your knees Take this chance to follow My hidden words Silence is the loudest cry for help And just this once say... Nothing, no-one can hold back Merciful hands won't save us