As you look through my window   Deep into my room   At the tapestries all faded   Their vague and distant glories   Concealed in the gloom   The icy fingers of forgotten passions   Softly brushing my lips   At the tips of my primitive soul      As you look through my door   Deep into my room   Can you feel the mighty wall of power   It's waiting, waiting in the gloom   The distant shadows of forgotten champions   Those who live in me still   And will rise when we challenge and kill      Born again   You'll be born again      Look at this prince of evil   Fighting for your mind   Fighting all the priests of shame   For the thrust of my challenge is aimed   At the hearts of mutant gods   who think we're all the same   They're controlling our minds    And they use us for fortune and fame      As you look through my window   Deep into my room   At your future and freedom   The grey and plastic retards all floating in circles   And as you taste the fruits of new sensations   Softly brushing your lips   As we rise when we challenge and kill      Born again   You'll be born again      If you want to be king for a day   Just do what I say      Everybody's got to think like a hunter   Just search for your prey      Be alive through the night and the day   Just do it my way