Trapped inside Mazonic minds that simple thought denied, nNo escape,no orifice,they're only drained through their eyes! nnThe mindless thoughts and afterglow,the scars that's left behind, nDrilled upon the cranium and sculpted deep in the mind! nnHow they writhe in pain,padded room of doom, nnINSANE! nnINSANE! nnPulling at the iron bars and tearing at the walls, nScreaming with Insanity but no-one hears the calls! nnYou know in truth your mind is clear but no-one's here to tell, nA frienzied madness echo's out inside your own brain-cell! nnHow they writhe in pain, nPadded room of doom! nnSchizo nnHow they writhe in pain, nPadded room of doom, nnINSANE! nnA Venomous completion now is riddled through you veins, nStaring at the button padded walls, nINSANE! nnNothing left inside your head and empty, useless, tomb, nHere you live,alive, undead,inside your pillowed room! nnHow they writhe in pain, nPadded room of doom, nINSANE! nnINSANE! nnINSANE! nnINSANE!