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.