[Intro]
Early days, not a word, nor a gesture
I must say, the straightjacket... it doesn't help
So, on the sly, we took it off
First reactions were slow to come
Lots of spasms, but her voice still wasn't there
Nothing worked... until the letter dices
She moved some and tried to read again and again

[Verse 1]
Akphaez– hey-haa
What? What? What? What? What?
What's that?
What might she be referring to?
Jackpot, some words we have to construe
Sounds like aphasia?
Also sounds like this place, would she mean?
A.I.K.F. Aesylum? Yeah?

[Verse 2]
Please quickly get me the Rorschach test; we could progress
She might be receptive to pareidolia in her dementia
With some of the inkblots, results are strange cube-shaped mots
Semordnilap-melting-pot
Several are foreign words; others are absurd
She reads them (like old chants) that get her (into a trance)
Leading to a slow vertigo and seem to unleash her alter ego, her alter ego

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]
Okay... Now it's showtime
Here comes the pantomime
Ohh, roll the dice
Ohh, twice or thrice
Ohh, from deep inside
Invoke, let's talk your missing, Mrs. Hyde

[Guitar Solo]

[Bridge]
Obsession with reflections
Reflection on obsessions
The use of pareidolia to decode dementia
Obsession with reflections
Reflection on obsessions
The use of pareidolia to decode dementia
Once upon a time, in Akphaezya, lived and died
And relived
Khym, Khym, Khym
Please, old priest, would you take care of him?
A simple delirium based on some akoasm?
Maybe something deeper
Dissociative identity disorder?
Many hallucinations, depersonalization, memory impairments
Guess my diagnostic statement:

[Outro]
Dissociative (Dissociative) identity (Identity)
Disorder