That night in the asylum, rain hit the roof

Lightning striking in the sky as I was searching for the truth

Ghosts of my past kept creeping

Flying in my face keeping me from sleeping

Visions of the devil flashed in front of me

With each one came a clap of thunder that said it wanted me

I said, "Doctor, the sounds are frightening me"

He told me, "Calm down.  It's just the lightning, G."

He must be Satan's helper, I see past the disguise

I have 20/20 vision through all of the Doctor's lies

I look into my eyes in the mirror on the wall

And images of murderers scream out and call

From beyond the grave, John Wayne Gacy's facing me

"Put 'em in the basement" he says, now I'm pacing, G

I'm in a locked room and I want to get out

Or I'm dead tonight, beyond the shadow of a doubt



Midnight struck and I felt out of luck

Spirits flew around my room and I was still stuck

I couldn't do anything to rid myself of evil

My eyes rolled back in my head when I heard people

Making noise in the hallway, some sort of ruckus

I started banging, "Let me out the door's stuck it's

locked... get me out damn it!" and the lock rattled

The door flew open and I laid eyes on the battle

Spirits and patients ganging up on the doctors

I heard sirens and the sound of a helicopter

Us people in the robes fled the premises

But the spirits followed us speaking subliminal messages

Nowhere to go but the woods

Trees talked to us be we stuck together like we should

100 patients strong the night that we got out

With each damn tree casting shadows of doubt



We bathed in the rain and dried off in the moonlight

We'd just as soon fight as lose our human rights

But voices from beyond spoke to each of us

Telling us to listen because they were teaching us

By the break of day we were all on our own

But not looking for a telephone or looking for a way home

The voices.  The voices were my force

They told me who to kill and how to feel no remorse

I didn't want to do it, I fled

But you can't run away from what's inside your head

I was tired as hell and I didn't want to take no life

But the voices guided me to where to find a knife

I picked it up against my own will:  no...

I can't kill... I can't kill!  I can... but still

"I want out!  I won't do it!" I shout

The voices say: "You will."  I will

Beyond the shadow of a doubt



I can't take it no more, the pressure is too much

I'm gonna' kill myself before I kill somebody else

But the people in my head are no longer just voices

They're little tiny beings running and making noises

They jump out of my ears and run all over the place

I know that they're not real but I feel them on my face

Can I get away?  Can I leave my mind behind?

It's not like in the movies where everyone else is blind

They all see me cracking and they all are scared of me

And they stare at me, I want to carve them into little pieces, G

No, I won't, I get a hold of myself

I'm physically strong just have bad mental health

I can deal with it, that's my conclusion

And before too long I come up with a solution

I pour hot acid in my ears to burn the bad thoughts out

But they just grow... beyond the shadow of a doubt