I saw something dark and spiraling I fell into a room where we kept our stolen things When the lights flashed I saw the walls twisting up And leading out, but no one heard me calling for help
Not victimless here's a story with a twist Build it up, build it up, build it up You left me there, fending for myself Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell
Luckily this was all a dream When I woke up I felt loved, I felt love I hummed a tune and the birds were singing too Songs for you, in my room
Here comes a shift in the mood
Death to the living! Let's live with the dead Live it up, live it up, live it up Worship Satan! Because your "God" is no fun We're drinking blood, drinking blood, drinking blood