[Dr Bettleheim:] We got inside; horrid sights, and the stench of rotten decay No one slept, angels wept, epitomising dismay Dismembered limbs, from flesh torn, lidless eyes watch with scorn Food untouched, and yet they've fed, and wrote their thoughts out in red
[Chant:] “Stay away Don't want to be free!”
Solo/Theme: Zorn
[Chant:] “We no longer wish to be free Stay away; begone!”
[Dr Bettleheim:] The realisation, of what they'd done; they'd devoured themselves The sight of organs, and muscle fibers, even rib-cages exposed “Turn off the gas”, withdrawal's instant, a frenzied craving begins They went berserk, deprived assailants, demand it be turned back onTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
