I'm the product of an artist Whose creations bring delight Upon this somber threshold Imagination comes to life Just free yourself from reason Soon, you'll see in black and white Call me a seed of evil But what's that mean if I'm conceived within your mind? Leaking from the ceiling Ink is bleeding through the lines Is that your heart that's beating Or illusion you're alive? Collect what's necessary Keep appeasing the divines It's me you should be believing 'Cause he's deceiving you with lies
