Let's see a mortal type   Receiver   This new one's made of skin   I can see her   She will get eaten up by   All kind people   Avoid the eye of contact      She's seen it before   And she still wants more   Help came, but you can't fight fate   Can't help the skin receiver      Crawling in, through your flesh stew   The brew's in all of you   You're flying out of reason   Sexy wings you beware   They'll come with reason   The stampede crushes you      She's seen it before   And she still wants more   Help came, but you can't fight fate   Can't help the skin receiver      She's seen it before   And she still wants more   Help came, but you can't fight fate   Can't help the skin receiver