Текст песни Born of the Board

I sit and stare upon my trembling hand, as it starts to move once again Still I wonder why, is this all a lie, what does this all mean? Midnight the board awaits in a circle on the floor Many sins held within, many pleasures to behold Life's, Hell, Birth, Death Cast before my eyes Spirits spelling out my fate in a world that doesn't lie It's like being crucified No priest speaks my last rights I can't pretend it, I must confess it, no! Chorus Born of the Board As I lay me down to rest Born of the Board Will I sleep in peace tonight? Come! Forth! Spirits! I have summoned you Give me pleaseure, give me pain Ya know, round and round and round it goes, where it stops noone knows Such a twisted game to play! It's like being crucified. No priest speaks my last rights I can't pretend it, I must confess it, no Chorus Born of the Board As I lay me down to rest Born of the Board Will I sleep in peace tonight?