The demons raised from the deadYou must know them allYou must tell them from the disguiseAnd breathe them out from the hidden placeTrust no one, not even yourselfThe nature of chaos is deceitUnless one looks past surface impressionsThe open door presentsInquisitionYou must know them allYou must know them allYou must tell them from the disguiseAnd breathe them out from the hidden placeTrust no one, not even yourselfInquisitionYou must know them allYou must know them all*