Oh my, are you the beast again? Is it the violence you like? Oh my, I feel it crawlin' in Gnawing, reptilian In the lost, lonely night I wanna know Cut out the sickness Cut it in self defense Cut the yellowing eyes Skylines, bloody and cancerous Color the dead patches Make it white, make it white.
Wild eyes, I feel the teeth again Gnawing and imminent In the lost, lonely night Oh my, give me the words again Paint it aluminium Make it white, make it white.