I have desecrated this temple
How it brings such sorrow
It dampens my hope
For a better tomorrow
On time that is burrowed
How I wallow in tribulation
Where is my salvation
I’m filled with aspiration
Wanting only divination
I’m given only devastation
Living with no expectations
Enjoying your speculations
While wishing for vindication
I feel so violated
Where is my compensation
Don’t want your domination
I control the sensation
Save your deprivation
Displaying demonstration
Refusing stagnation
Showing confirmation
Of restoration
The proclamation
Of preservation
Preparing for visitation
Then we will have clarification
No cheap imitation
I’ve extended the invitation
When you end the damnation
There will be a new revelation
Then will begin
The desolation of sorrow