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Look towards the light and I will tear your mind from its skull.

The agony from voices. They burrow deep inside your mind.
All is lost and you are corrupted, soon great terror you will find.

Through insanity you are a prisoner to yourself.

Locked inside of yourself. Concealed in this hell.
Your mind will never allow you to see the light of day.

(Logan Nagel)
At last we will take the spike and drive it into your face.
It stabs too close to see and with it a most pugnacious grace.

And oblivion shall come, with this spike and your pain.
It slips beneath your vision. Your previous life is now, slain!

Unecessary cerebral engravement.

We do not torment you. You torment yourself.
And we.. We are here to prevent it.
We are here for your benefit..

NO! You have destroyed what I am! (What I am!)
What I was! (What I was!)
What I would have been!

Dead is what I am! (Dead!)
Dead is what I will be! (Dead!)
Dead for an eternity!
In endless slumber.

Reality is what is made for my eyes, fashioned by another.
Consciousness now suppressed.
Killed.
I am forever, a void.

My bed is now a casket. An unorthodox open casket.
Doomed to be a safe, but mindless corpse.
Embalmed in silence.

Locked inside of yourself. Concealed in this hell.
You are never to see the light of day.

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