Do you dare to join the choir  Of opened skin and weeping flesh    Dare you take this sharp key  And penetrate the carnal wall  What treasures will it reveal?  Perhaps a hidden truth beneath...    This drooling call attracts the one  Made of shadows and grey skin    Dare you open the jaws  And look into the red  Open the gates of skin  And see the horde within    Dare you listen their weeping  (Those red tears dropping)  The silent moans from their mouths  And the flowing sighs...    Dare you take this path  For it's made of bleeding  And of suffering and screams  ...Although it's all rewarding    I dare to tread there  Where the unfanged jaws drool  Bitter phlegm to amuse  The horde of shadows...    ...And grey skin