As I search for energy to feed my resistance
Paths are blocked to decrease my persistence
There's something else that I need
A wound that cannot bleed
A room with innumerable doors
Energy from an endless source
This is my creation
Here is no custody
Where chaos and order
Are replaced by lunacy
Ignore my voice
While you're hunting me down,
For I cannot be forced
And I cannot be saved
From my own deception
Towards structural deceit
I am the God of my own creation
I am the deceiver of human perception
I will secure the ground on which I stand
As it was foretold, deception is at hand
Energy to feed
I am not the enemy