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