Spinal tapping Bitch-a-slapping Bones and brains are into joining Aching cranium Legs-a-shaking' Grey mass takes limbs in control
Who said that I wanted this? Fading out burn away Not faking my backbone breaks
Here it's coming' man, I can't wait
Electric pulses right Creeping down my spine Everything’s wrong I'm telling lies Started trembling The wood is waiting Cursed existence the hate to drain it