Woorden: Metalium. Metamorphosis.

Alone And Isolated
Reflecting On My Sorted Past
I've Chosen Not To Stay
Take My Chances Elsewhere Now
Behold The Flask From Where I Stand
Chrome Nectar Scalds My Trembling Hand
My Fate Is Sealed
I Draw It To My Anxious Lips
A Spellbound Urge I Can't Resist

Fell The Rush Of Pain Within My Vain
Inflamed Power Mainlined To My Brain