Aisha   We've only just met    And I think you ought to know    I'm a murderer    Babies need blood       I have a portrait on my wall    He's a serial killer    I thought he wouldn't escape    Aisha    He got out       We live in a cemetary    A cold and damp place    And science runs through us    Making us Gods       The rules are all Wrong    Every perversion is justified    They honestly believe dead bodies    Anything goes around here       I still want to to be human again    What am I?    What am I?    I'm a murderer       Aisha    I'm confused    Aisha    I'm vibrating       I'm a murderer    The Gods all suck