O sightless, loveless, gutless and bloodless, this life
Cement beehives reaching straight into the sky
It leaves you poisoned and fully krausened and I
Turn away and pull away and walk away
Run away from this scene so sad
This madness rapes and scrapes and flays at your soul
What a drag to sleepwalk through the wrong life
But every sickness beholds the quickness that lies
Within your heart and in your body and your mind
This killing season bespeaks the reason as to why
I turn away and pull away and walk away
Run away from this scene so sad
Something nameless in the night is gaining control of your sac
Possess, destroy, confessing, deploying
The fruits of your wrath
This madness rapes and scrapes and flays at your soul
What a drag to sleepwalk through the wrong life
