The Destruction of a Person

(You see) I had some friends once before
Whose not so much my friends anymore
I was very influential in their lives (so they say)
And when I lost my mind, they followed me though multiple deaths

(Because) There we were on the floor
Slumped over and sliding downward
With syringes hanging out of our arms
Another night, any way we could
I said, "Trust me"
The destruction of a person builds character, invisible

Another group of so-called friends
Can't seem to get off the needle now again
Should I blame myself 'cause I introduced them to the devil?
Or just realize the lord of light
Fallen from Heaven, works also in mysterious ways

(Because) There we were on the floor
Slumped over and sliding downward
With syringes hanging out of our arms
Another night, any way we could
I said, "Trust me"
The destruction of a person builds character, invisible