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