Thermal count is rising
In perpetual writhing
The primordial ooze
And the sanity
Bestow upon me knowledge, wizard all knowing, all wise
I want
Sittin' up late at night
I tiptoe through the darkness
Cold as
I miss the warm embrace I felt
First time you touched
Tremble you weaklings, cower in fear
I am your ruler, land,
Got one chance, infiltrate them
Get it right, terminate them
Panzers will,
This morning I made the call, the one that ends