Something's strange in the web tonight    Encoded paradise in a sinner disguise    In absurd routine I'm his prey    With my torn hands tied to the display    The crystal plumage on their backs    I suddenly understand it's only a fake    The more I walk with my key    The more the 404 appears       Cable strangler, feeble joke    Our death's design is out of control    Slit my screen, wrist of god    Pixelsplatter, in scarlet clad       Heavenly territories might lie       The last supper is cooling now    I feel the 33 D.C. bug    Mech-disciples programmed his plains    The server saviour without frames    And then this holy java script    Initialise when they're all fall asleep    Short circuit benedict the legs    Of Kazaarus, he walks again       Cable strangler, feeble joke    Our death's design is out of control    Forbidden apple, I taste the fruit    In the thurible reboot my ruin       Heavenly territories might lie       Cable strangler, feeble joke    Our death's design is out of control    Cable strangler, feeble joke    Christian watersports in my rom       Heavenly territories might lie    H.T.M.L