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