Black spots in my vision, I am blinded by the light
I will circle this apartment one more hundred times tonight
Before I come to this conclusion, before everything's laid bare
In front of me
And I can see what Hell my demons have prepared
Backs up against the wall, this cornered dog will bite
Why should we hang ourselves by wires, or just wait around all night
And contemplate an empty future in this godforsaken town
Instead of run
To see the sun before The Man comes back around?
Hell will open and the beast will be unchained
With nowhere left to run or hide, these misanthropic tendencies remain
Unquenched, a desert-worthy thirst unsatisfied
These lycanthropic urges are unreined and will not stand to be denied
Howls in the darkness, I've heard rattles from the tomb
Apparitions seeking sacrifice have come to spell your doom
And whether chauffeured by a hearse or shoveled down into a grave
The grass will grow
No one will know what heavy prices we have paid
Hell will open and the beast will be unchained
With nowhere left to run or hide, these misanthropic tendencies remain
Unquenched, a desert-worthy thirst unsatisfied
These lycanthropic urges are unreined and will not stand to be denied
Rotting in necropolis, ripped open ear to ear
Put a smile on your face, pretend you've nothing left to fear
Will they stuff you full of sawdust, taxidermied brigadier
Or just let you rot away?