It's too late to change my ways
Energize my mortal flesh
On visiting this forbidden place
It feels like my second home
The elders would not approve
Being captured by this groove
If only a beast does soothe
Then i'm captured by this
I don't carry a heavy heart
I like it heavy - that's my style
No links to the unholy one
They can't conceive of just having fun
Only the weak or misguided sheep will believe
We were conjured up from the deep not by god almighty
Exposing all sides, all colors of the spectrum of light
And all shades of grey to the black and blood red
I've been captured and i like it
Your illusion of what we are
I must repeat, my choice is clear
I spoke my peace, made it my own
To be captured, i did not resist