The window that looks back in anger
The stairs here that lean to the side
The shadow that lives in the darkness
Where no compassion resides
The PSYCHE, soaring through the cold dark night
Blood whirlpool, wherever it flies
All those who hurt me will be doomed
Who entombed me within the grey room
And when I' m finished with all them
I' ll have to go and join them
The PSYCHE, soaring through the cold dark night
Blood whirlpool, wherever it flies