Noooo! (Noooo!) I see red over white And the view of my last sight disappears He's calling it fate I think that it might be mine, mine Now I'm under the floor Déjà vu at the door In the space that you crawl They'll be finding us all Right here under the floor Autopsy showing the marks of the chosen Autopsy showing the marks of what I endured I tried to escape But I never could read his mind Red over white Turn to black in the 8213 house, house Now I'm under the floor Déjà vu at the door See the cuffs in the room? You'll be joining me soon Right here under the floor Autopsy showing the marks of all who were chosen Autopsy showing the marks of what we all (We all endured) Talked back with tentative tongues to see what could save us But our bodies were cemented there I want to be your God too I want to be loved by you I want to be your God too Now, now, now, now Now I'm under the floor Déjà vu at the door See the cuffs in the room? You'll be joining me soon Right here under the floor In the space that you crawl You'll be finding us all Right here under the floor I want to be loved by you I want to be your God too