Trapped inside this bodily prison A construct with a fragile design To surpass this life and transcend this condition To reach the state one truly desires Spirit excision—I'll extract your essence of life And show you new ways to survive Experience metamorphosis Put the machine in motion... The gears now grind with anticipation To liberate thee from misery Devices of mysterious nature Forgotten rites from ancient times You came to me—with dreams of spiritual liberty Too blind to see—my scheme to trick and deceive To set you free—in turn you must repay me Against your will—your frame I will be claiming Spirit excision—I'll extract your essence of life And you'll forever be mine! Your soul survives, trapped in this vial Free from your flesh, but still enslaved for all time Locked inside your jar—in madness you live on Your essence I will devour—replenished I will survive Tricked by his lies Misled by my vision I dreamt of a life Free from restrictions Spirit excision—I'll extract your essence of life And you'll forever be mine! Living imprisoned With no voice to speak your mind And your body I'll defile!