Mists filled with rage Release your stable thoughts They all make me sick Distended on the stream of tides Your frantic self righteous In this black paradise From this place I wander At this place I observe I walk in the mists Through the haze of lies Stuck in a point of no return The warden of woe will rest no more From this place I wander At this place I observe Let yourself go A timeless friction Of the shade you're in Protect the only truth Haze of Lies