Now closed in asylum I heard I was hiding from reality Idea of future seems to lose its way I am destroyer of equal opportunity Only active life was in my imagination The people never existed Lime light was a light in the basement And the crowd was a rag doll named Charlie As we were found I was dancing before my parents bodies Music playing loud and I laughed Because I was free from their judging eyes ...just me and Charlie Shot down Police came weeks after I killed them They took pictures of the murals on the wall After a while they found out The hideout of my mother's insides Shot down I ate my father's skin While he was still alive I always thought he was tough.well, he was I had to pound him a bit with my shovel ...just me and Charlie