"Mental, torture chamber magnificent structure

Swollen sculptor, serpent sense of danger

Spark this, bats dangle in darkness

Crept beneath the depth of the swamp I'm the lochness

Chalk this one up on the board for the young lord

Beats and lyrics, madchild snatches your spirit

And rips your heart through your body

And puts it next to your ear so you can hear it

Loco vocal viking no striking resemblance

No gimmicks or emblems

Assemble my ensemble

Quarter-pounder combo

Hunger still fierce stomach still grumbles

Still pounding the pavement watch concrete crumble....

This is an undeground invasion

Busting out from underneath just to rise to this occasion

And sneak through Swollen Members freaks you with E.Q

Putting in work and I got lots of girls to speak to

Anger and passion permanent temper tantrum

S & M rocks the spot that's the anthem

Supposed to fall back into depression but i can't, I'm

Having a ball dance with this handsome phantom

Tongues of labyrinth, shaping and molding

I'm whipping up a little something in a witches cauldron

Dreams are made of this warlocks potent potion

Unleash the savage beast, dangerous devotion

Can't sleep

What are you afraid of?

To wake up and find this is what dreams are made of?

Can't sleep

What are you afraid of?

To wake up and find this is what dreams are made of?

Can't sleep

What are you afraid of?

To wake up and find this is what dreams are made of?

Can't sleep

What are you afraid of?

To wake up and find this is what dreams are made of?

I see you grinding to a halt

Do I remind you of blistering nitroglycerine rhyme assault?

Prevail's venomous radio occult

A commissioner of X-acto blade spinning adults

Nice to make your acquantaince sorry I beat you to a pulp

My relationship to dope should by now be clearly obvious

My voice is the last thing you hear, before you slip into unconsciousness

I promise, this will be a trip you'll never unclip

Unless you feel the hammer pace rip straight through your lip

I love to grip a strip off my sworn opposites

Swarm with a unit of hornets who love to sting shit

Bring me my mic case I wanna slice 'em to bits

Start at the body dicing the moment his shoulders dip

Alarm triped, someone skiped the trip wire

Skip with barbed wire, rule a hay-wire empire

Hey driver, any survivors? Anyone liver?

Anybody in the line of fire?

Anybody ever been bloodied by somebody everybody thought was a supplier?

I spent years under my golden voice of fire....

We busting out from underneath"