Asylum Lyrics

With-in the pit where madmen sit,
While hideous thoughts are born.
Insanity screams from lurid dreams,
as minds are twisted and torn.

Crooked shapes in shadows crouch,
for it's here the spirits of wicked play.
And who can tell from what red hell,
their sightless souls may stray.

Through a tangled maze the white less gaze,
from their tomb of brick and steel.
That hides the lame crippled brain,
and hearts that never feel.

Who can guess what haunted schemes,
dwell in the depths of hallow minds.
Or what horror from the darkness stalks,
what terror creeps behind.

Through each brain in a surging strain,
spreads the cancer of decay.
It eats the brittle bone by night,
and eats soft flesh by day.
It eats their flesh in turn
until it eats their lives away.
So with downcast head,
these living dead,
breath in their stagnant air,
with tortured groans they gasp and moan,
like lepers in their lair.

As molten lead their tears are shed,
from agony strangled soul,
and what seems real illusions steal,
to comfort and console ...