Come around the back, bring the man insidePut him in this box, beware of prying eyesHe’ll be waking soon, never tell a soulThere’s no turning back, but you already knowDim the lights draw your attention to the tablesRead him his last rights while his resistance is disabledChain the prisoner to the silver one do as you’re toldUndress your wife and lay her on the one that’s made of goldSomething’s coming for them in the dead of the nightA nightmare that cannot be named – a creationNot knowing they’re releasing hidden horrorsInside all so that she can be saved-transformationThrow the switch, it’s time to begin the procedureAnnabelle twitched, her body writhing like a seizureIt felt so soothing, something’s moving beneath the floorLights were flashing, both were thrashing upon death’s doorAnnabelle was moaning with her eyes looking wildCaught between pleasure and pain – a sensationNext to her the prisoner was decaying insideHis skin turning blackened and stained – a mutationJarvis Felton was his name-transmutationThe crazy sound and lights that his machine had madeThat chaos in the room now began to fadeStand aside, l have to complete the procedureElliot cried, as he stuck her with a needleA bright blue liquid, how he sticked it into her neckAnnabelle woke up, then rose up off the deckAllistar had taken them on quite a rideIt all seemed to be so insane-a temptationFelton’s body shrivelled up and painfully diedSmoke rising from his remains-desecrationIn the fading light, I witnessed something strangeClinging to her back, I thought I saw some thingsTransformation