Caught up in an evil rhythm syndrome A complex case of reflex-action fits Prisoner of that crazy wiggly feeling The symptomatic impulse never quits Driven to the limits of my psyche Scatter my delusions 'cross the sky Echo in the desert of emotion Lost in the ritual of night I've gather all that power that I have! Now I wanna know about the truth Now I wanna know about the lies Now we really gotta show 'em Now we gotta make 'em realize Writin' to the rhythm of my heartbeat
Dancin' to the darkness of my fear Break the chains that bind my soul Embrace the thunder that I hear When I got up in the mornin' There was a girl in my bed One was in the hall I had a pounding in my head Crack 'o dawn, break 'o day It hurt my eyes to find my way It hurt my ears to hear the sound Cut my line I'm risin' up Against the gravitation down Against the constant pull That holds us to the ground