Processed, diluted,
Virtually unrecognizable
I was lost there - no direction
A scattered void

No more
It′s over
I′m on to you
Your evil game
The tables have turned
I am taking back my soul

Tranquilized, Scruntinized
Hate injected mind
As if internal wounds
Wouldn′t bleed, wouldn′t hurt me

I see through your lies
Taking back what′s mine