the man i was in, was just some kind of weird protein
with no chemical make-up i'm only energy so pure
i'm never neutral, never feed those ghosts
perfect protons and electrons this i'm sure

the man i was in, he had the leaving gate shut tight
he locked me inside himself and there i was bound
he had me locked up, kept in a tiny place
that bad energy told me not to make a sound

the man i was in, i hope he gets to feel the fire
for never seeing all the errors in his ways
the only way to learn, feel the heat or the burn
let that heathen burn for forever's days

it was him that sent the signal to the adrenaline
then the adrenaline opened the gates
monsters and angels come out of those gates
that man laying there dead chose the monsters

the man i was in, chose monsters by fighting them
angels flew by and said thanks for inviting them

the man i was in, killed himself
let him burn