They strap you down with a sterile grin, it's for your own good They say as the drugs kick in, a cocktail of compliance, a chemical cage They scribble on their clipboards and turn another stage But my mind's a circus, a chaotic art And every pill they push just tears it more apart They talk of balance, of a healthy mind But their sanity's a product I can't seem to find This ain't a sickness, it's a different view A stroke you're not in on, but the punchline's you! With a rictus grin and a fractured crown I'll burn your asylum to the ground! They're doctors in their white coats, they play their little games Whispering in hallways, forgetting all our names They trade in suffering, a currency of pain Prescribing pretty poisons to wash away the rain But the storm in my head, it's a hurricane's might A symphony of chaos that thrives in the night They call me broken, a problem to erase But I see the madness carved on every single face This ain't a sickness, it's a different view A stroke you're not in on, but the punchline's you! With a rictus grin and a fractured crown I'll burn your asylum to the ground! So let the madness reign, let the chaos start I'll paint this whole damn city with my broken heart You wanted a monster, well you've made your beast Now welcome to the feast! Guitar solo! A blistering chaotic! A rammy bar dives in fast, shredding arpeggios Mimicking the sound of a descent into madness Guitar solo!