Mass Hysteria

One foot within the grave, your life has been enslaved Your soul can not be saved, nor the penance that you gave You put the fear on a grown man's face You shake the ground with all that you create You are a god amongst all mortal men You are the reason that we're living in This moral panic, mass hysteria Cryptic verses won't ease your pain Not even when you speak his name From the depths he will arise It's the end it's your demise You put the fear on a grown man's face You shake the ground with all that you create You are a god amongst all mortal men You are the reason that we're living in This moral panic, mass hysteria When you dip into the well of souls is it cold unto the touch It’s illusions from your life of lust You see your life is fading fast it's turning into dust The hands of time are what you fear so much