As I search for energy to feed my resistance Paths are blocked to decrease my persistence There's something else that I need A wound that cannot bleed A room with innumerable doors Energy from an endless source This is my creation Here is no custody Where chaos and order Are replaced by lunacy Ignore my voice While you're hunting me down, For I cannot be forced And I cannot be saved From my own deception Towards structural deceit I am the God of my own creation I am the deceiver of human perception I will secure the ground on which I stand As it was foretold, deception is at hand Energy to feed I am not the enemy Structural Deceit We shall stand! There's something else that I need A wound that cannot bleed A room with innumerable doors Energy from an endless source