Excess, and access to my death wish

Drowns me in my fucked reality

Sex is, my pool of filthy sorrows

Escape from, professionality

Laughter, is what keeps me from sleeping

The nightmares so realistically obscene

Drugs are, what fool me to believe in

How I'd much rather live in fantasy

Bow down at the throne which seats (THE EYE)

Step into his world and you will find

Lucifer himself could not suffice

No one else but you can save yourself from (THE EYE)

Murder, is how I know I'm living

It gives me motivation to survive

Money, can buy all when I want it

It buys me things that keeps my sins alivе

Bow down at the throne which seats (THE EYE)

Stеp into his world and you will find

Lucifer himself could not suffice

No one else but you can save yourself from (THE EYE)