On the dunes of bad taste I surf beneath the burning moon The heat peels off my skin But I won't hide like the other fools Beyond hypnosis Beyond the norm Beyond the hypocrites Melt the cerebrae I'm a man of low morals, and everything I touch ends up crushed into dust On the shores of brain attack I bathe above the lava core The fumes keep away the ordinary With a smile I plunge and dive I'm a man of low morals, and everything I touch ends up crushed into dust Satisfaction, downfall My teeth kissed concrete once again Flesh dripping grin