The doctor gave commands and I couldn't override
Kept in darkest phases of deep sleep and madness
And unable to defy the grip upon my diseased mind
He was the master artiste, I the paint for his canvas
He used me to take the lives of others and create fear
I had to do as he pleased, while causing others panic
As I was trapped in stasis, enforced somnambulance
I had no one to wake me, before forced to act again
