Methodically You're being killed by me You've cheek to whine and cry... That when you're dead So lost I'm gonna be Is left Unconsidered!
Appropriately (hell yeah - appropriately!) Dismembered your body is By this train, I'm the Railways' golden member. Unluckily Egos transition is just a myth So there's no use in that I've written down your number. (But yes, just in case, I've written down your number)
The time of arrival of train Is written by your gutz. Your blood has covered the lane And anatomic gloves have covered the facts. x2 Sha-ja-ja-ja... Such are methods of love.
Insane but brilliant scientist Has saved your dying brain. Oh. If only he did that to fuck it... No, He used it as the very last detail (Of his chef-d'oeuvre) So, welcome your brand new body Sewed of various animals rags. (Various animals rags) Even my homonuculus buddy Sais That it has got a lot of cracks (While I don't think so...)
Did I mention the pain that you feel? Must it be marked out in this song or Has the beast broken through the sanity's seal To feel suffering no longer? x3
The time of arrival of you Is written by my duodenum gut My sprayed blood ain't have a slightest clue That being sprayed's out of mental and ethic tact.
The time of arrival of you Is written by my gut type... My sprayed blood ain't have a slightest clue That being sprayed is out of my vasomotor tact!
Sha-ya-ya-ya...
Such are methods of love. (What can I do, what can I do?)x2 What could I possibly do? (That's how they've taught me to love) Such are the laws of Love here.