You weren't satisfied with earthly pleasures
Another laugh at priceless treasure
You say you found the box... or did it come to you?
Not that it matters, you've got nothing here to lose
A secret song rides the whispering wind
The sound of razors on now screaming skin

The doorway opens... what have you done?
It's much too late, nowhere to run
There's nothing you can do
Hell's come and they're looking for you

A secret song drowns out your cries
But you can't hear, they've taken your eyes
You ask for pleasure, they bring you pain
Why should that surprise you, anyway?
A secret song rides the whispering wind
The sound of razors on now screaming skin