[Chant:]
“Stay away
Don't want to be free!”

[Dr Bettleheim:]
We got inside; horrid sights, and the stench of rotten decay
No one slept, angels wept, epitomising dismay
Dismembered limbs, from flesh torn, lidless eyes watch with scorn
Food untouched, and yet they’ve fed, and wrote their thoughts out in red

[Chant:]
“Stay away
Don't want to be free!”

Solo/Theme: Zorn

[Chant:]
“We no longer wish to be free
Stay away; begone!”

[Dr Bettleheim:]
The realisation, of what they'd done; they’d devoured themselves
The sight of organs, and muscle fibers, even rib-cages exposed
“Turn off the gas”, withdrawal's instant, a frenzied craving begins
They went berserk, deprived assailants, demand it be turned back on