Running through the darkness. Won't do you no good to flee. Stalking through the golden state. Whose bitch do you want to be. Can't run, can't hide. Gonna get you, wait and see.
The golden eyed creature sits back on his throne. Gazes at us in despair. Six hundred guests, humanity's best. Are wondering why they are there. All roads lead here, all roads are burned.
I think we're lost, don't worry. I've been here before. I'm sure I thought I knew the way. Out of here yesterday. Dove cuesto, mi dolce?. Your driver called, it's time to go.