A mind that can't envision
And a mind that can't defy

The blind
The superficial
Will all discover why

Whoever's in control
I patronize your soul
And everything I see
Will soon belong to me

The peaceful mind
The panic
The borderline disease
The psychosomatic illness
The sad that doesn't weep

Whoever's in control
I patronize your soul
And everything you see
Will soon belong to me

A mind that can't envision
And a mind that can't defy

It's a psychosomatic illness
You'll soon discover why

Whoever's in control
I patronize your soul
There's nothing left to see
Because it all belongs to me