It was a dark night, I couldn't see; And senses were unbound in ESP When in dream awake, I'd paint, Subconcious, the expanse I saw The portal to the minds eye, open! - I contemplated Who it was that pulled the strings O those things I saw in dreadful masquerade Of stark madness went merry round with my head I passed out, embraced their world Savoured the poetry of revolt - Sheer elegy of menace I have not been the same since, I took on the profession of a devil The world I see in grotesque light Evil perform with the gestures of a clown Pure I live in blasphemy Mephisto I am hidden in Madonnas gown From the code of common sense I'm free To(o) bad you're not here to partake my strange horror 'Cause here is where or weys will part I will not exchange their power, Spring of my suffering I do not envy the conscience pure Of the blind man in his bliss world I would not be devoid the fruit of guile