Lyrics:

A stark contrast to bleakly view Monochromic ways Fecund creeping ulcerate Cancer feeds on me Begin my solstice, forth of twelve Terminal complaint Footprints in the sands of time Now slowly blown away Divine message time has come Lesser men are crushed To die an ordered death I'll not In god I have no trust Pure of mind the body rots Internal self decay Carcinoma Angel smiles A vision that which slays No new worlds to conquer - now I am enslaved My inner conflict - to break from these chains Break the chains - Break the chains Spread your wings and fly......... In a thousand shapes and guises Carcinoma Angels all Through a self-induced remission Carcinoma Angels fall In sanatorium hear me shout Inside my body, I cannot get out