[music: Goth/Aeon lyrics: Goth]
A deformed mind's illusion, mouldering his senses, depraves his thoughts
A deformed
mind's illusion, controlling his senses, controlling his thoughts
I know what you fear
That fear is sanity
The black
worm crawls up his cortex
Thoughts no longer sufficient, the parasite must feed
The black worm crawls up his cortex
Controlling
his thoughts, controlling his deeds
The worm feeds on thoughts, feeds on lust, feeds on will, feeds on life
A deformed
mind's corrosion, trapped and bound to a prison of flesh
A deformed mind's pollution, a wraith of insanity, a decomposing mesh
