Oh my, I feel the beast again.
Is it the violence, you like?
Oh my, I feel it crawling in, gnawing reptilian... in the lost lonely night.
I wanna know.
Cut up the sickness,
Cutting in self-defence, with the javolin ice
Skylines, bloody and cancerous
Cut out the dead patches make it white, make it white.
Oh my, I feel the teeth again
Gnawing and eminent in the lost lonely night.
Oh my, give me the words again, paint it aluminium, make it white, make it
white.
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