mutter dear...  ah la love you  hold me inside of them    some say i'm bad  and you...  now i will lie to you    so..oh  they drive you    and i have the answer    and my head is silent  on thoughts of the station    kill the soul      steal all my days  shrinking teeth  a doll that is covered in slime    so i told mother      (whisper)    past the gates    7th    six  six  six      the gates  of hell