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Brain is demented in a major state of depression since the day I was sectioned I was laced with painful injections under intense surveillance where mental patients attempt to escape and the ventilation releases deadly vapours/Locked away in a cell it's pitch black completely dark I kick back on weeks of past as I conversate with myself/Alone in a cage, no hope of escape, can't get hold of a blade so I grew my nails long enough to open my veins/A manic depressed suicidal, tried to remove my eyeballs and made the gallant attempt to snap in my neck/Was on the verge of insanity then entered the asylum ventured in my mind with plans to never return to reality/At constant war with the demons within waking up in a state with razor cuts through the veins deep in my skin/And doctors making observations on a constant basis, patients locked in cages, inhaling toxic vapours/Unattractive features having seizures in the corridors and I contract diseases, rats are feeding off my rotten corpse/ Decrepit and violent abandoned mental asylum, where every hospital ward is unattended and silent/The level of corruption's a cause for concern 'cause at night the inmates are sent into the dungeon, tortured and burned/And patients with self-inflicted fatal wounds watching docs in radiation suits taking patients through to operation rooms// Even demented in dreams on the edge of resting in peace, knives ropes, pills, euthanasia vending machines, heroine fiends strapped to a bed of syringes, one way ...