| Bring songs of fear |
| Oh, serenade the frail |
| Some will betray |
| Will you be saved or slain |
| God, has poisoned your mind |
| Though you search you do not find |
| A sanctuary |
| Their blood lies right where you stand |
| By the sage, from the damned |
| Approved insanity, we all bleed |
| Tales made of fear |
| Oh, can you shed, your veil |
| None shall remain |
| Will you be saved or slain |
| God, has poisoned your mind |
| Though you search you do not find |
| A sanctuary |
| Their blood lies right where you stand |
| By the sage, from the damned |
| Approved insanity, we all bleed |
| God, has poisoned your free mind |
| Though you search you do not find |
| A sanctuary |
| Their blood runs deep right where you stand |
| By the sage, from the damned |
| Approved insanity, we all bleed |