Oh my, are you the beast again?    Is it the violence you like?    Oh my, I feel it crawling in    Gnawing, reptilian    In the lost, loney 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, loney night    Oh my, give me the words again    Paint it aluminum