Besedila: No Innocent Victim. Raping The Mind.

It burns inside, raging lust
She's now an object, your desire
Don't see a human, only flesh
Soon you'll need more to fuel the fire

Emotions void, a soul that's stale
Your calloused heart is cold, is dead
It guides your thoughts, directs your paths
No longer thinking with your head

Raping the mind

The more you see, the more you need
A cycle of indulgence
Deny the stench, deny decay
To rot your pledge allegiance

Raping the mind
Raping the mind

Pieces of your soul torn away