Blinded soul, vomit faith 
 Fingers reaching deep 
 Senses made dogmas 
 And the Phoenix rises 
    None is denial 
 I am not one of mine 
 His words unlocked   
 Backwards, reforming what won't reflect 
 Assembling puzzles of flesh 
 Perfect, yet unknown!   
 Sigils encarved, the burning stench reveals frustration 
 None could deny him! 
 Carrying the voids of those eyes   
 None is denial 
 I am not one of I 
 My words unlocked   
 It reveals through the fall 
 Staring at the abyss, getting further 
 Through mirrors 
 Flesh & mind complete, in need for substance!   
 You are denied 
 You are not one of he 
 Your words are locked