The beast is alive, inside of me Try to deprive, your will to be A yearning for shelter from deadly storms I feast on your drive, your energy You somehow contrive, to set me free A despising heller in many forms You can't live your life With me far behind I'm watching you over your shoulder I cut like a knife I'm there to remind you Wake the beholder We are the voices of discontent We are the ministry of gloom We are the choices of consequent We are the prophets of doom Unseen parasite, with no reprieve I feel out of spite, on your belief I'm casting my shadow on tomorrow I eat at your pride, your self esteem Deceive and I lie, your soul redeem For I am the master of your sorrow You can't live your life With me far behind I'm watching you over your shoulder I cut like a knife I'm there to remind you Wake the beholder We are the voices of discontent We are the ministry of gloom We are the choices of consequent We are the prophets of doom Everyone's the same They all believe they'll change But I decide when it's over Coz I control your life Your ignorance his rife You'll never break these chains You can't live your life With me far behind I'm watching you over your shoulder I cut like a knife I'm there to remind you Wake the beholder We are the voices of discontent We are the ministry We are the choices of consequent We are the prophets of doom We are the voices of discontent We are the choices of consequent We are the prophets of doom