Lyrics:

Looking not well at allEmpty and hollowNot what I used to beMisery made of fleshI have dwelled in the arms of misfortuneI have been trapped in it graspI've dwelled in the arms of misfortuneI've been trapped in its graspI've walked the path of disfunction for many a mileI have been dead for a whileDo you know how they hurt with cruelty?With such ease and simplicity even in your sleepAnd from the other side of sanityIt is like fire burning my flesh, like spears piercing my heartConfused clowns constantly fucking my mindUp, down and from behind.
Morgul Dead For A While