take a look in the mirror   reflections from a dying personality   lights up the room   feel cold sweat running from your neck   when denying you were part of a psycho's brain's picnic   feelings gone wonder what went wrong   this was supposed to be a ticket to a life free from fear      a shattered dream a moral low   he sold your life he won't let go   how long did it take for you   to believe his words were true   he's not a new Christ born   described as Satan's spawn      the broken man will rise again inside your heart   you'll find the strength to beat the strain   deny your god he'll only feed you pain   he's insane      tell me why you still deny   your god demands you   his will is for you to die      his soul's addicted to rage   to sin to all the things that you fear from within   (I don't wanna die... it's just you know... he took my life man...)      he put your fucking life in a bodybag   possessed your mind   make you act real bad   he takes control   finds the way to your dreams      you're the one he wishes dead