convulsing to your violent rhythm    twisting and turning en utero    i'm out of my body and swimming through you    a nightmarish dream like a maze    dream like a maze    dream like a maze       from the rolling hills of suicide    everyone will run and hide    screaming bloody murder    with their heads of fire    there just may be a chance for me    my sweet insanity    if you would take me with    you on your trip to the moon       disfigured faces in technicolor    like roses on the death bed of your dying mother    as the seasons grow in to the angriest people    sadistic and slightly deranged    everyone has changed    slightly deranged       from the rolling hills of suicide    everyone will run and hide    screaming bloody murder    with their heads of fire    there just may be a chance for me    my sweet insanity    if you would take me with    you on your trip to the moon       oh your wicked smile    oh your evil ways    won't convince me    the sky isn't falling down       my sweet insanity    look what we've become    the envy of everyone       inspired by your madness    like furious wind in a storm    slowly growing cold    i'm fallin in love with you       from the rolling hills of suicide    everyone will run and hide    screaming bloody murder    with their heads of fire    there just may be a chance for me    my sweet insanity    if you would take me with    you on your trip to the moon