Light. In the doorway. Shining so bright. In the doorway. I clench your hips. For the flesh. You tore my prose. . In the doorway. Animal lie. Like the doorway.
Possession of the mind is a terrible thing. It's a transformation with an urge to kill. Not the body of a man from earth. Not the face of the one you love.
The demon comes but must be called. Comes to all the sleeping homes. He breaks the night and lifts their drones. Demon comes but must be called. . The demon calls to me at length.
Truth is that you're near. Laugh is all on you. Now you're so alone. And nothing you can do. . yeah. I know your lie. [repeat]. . bled yourself too long.
Blood drip the veins. Warm down fallen tresses. Blood stains the pale cool parched lungs. Bloody upon the new fallen wisdom. Bloody collision of mindless faiths.
I live. Infinitus sleep has ended. And I live again. . Beyond race. Beyond religion. Beyond man's fears. . I am the end. . Now is release. Now comes revenge.
Hot night, break-neck, oozing into that thing. It seethes, it foams, it splits the death of love. All the things you hold most dear. . Gone, and the world it dies, in my grip.
Too much horror business, drivin' late at night. Psycho '78, my bathroom is new. You, you don't go in the bathroom with me. Psycho '78. . 12 o'clock, don't be late, all this horror business.