Enticing them all with a taste of dementia   The writing on the wall is the thing not mentioned   With hucks and bread and tears, they sow   Blowing your cover right when the wind blows      I'm starting to fall into a black hole   I'm starting to notice you lose control      Get her fried around acquaintences who are making sense   It's the final round of making enemies while you sleep   You deny, you deny, don't deny   It's a price you, not I, will eventually pay   And it's all coming to a head      Hold my place while I think it over   So my plate has runneth over      Dementia's here again (in return)   I've been lied to - it happened right on time      With a silent house, it makes the day, it makes me stay   And if we're heaven-bound, then I guess Sinai wasn't steep      And she's still wandering around (it returns)      Do what you want to do - just what you wanted to   I know that you wanted to deny, deny, deny.   And I will eventually pay. You'll pay.