Shut up Sit back And listen!
Put six six six together and
you will get eighteen
With a bit of magic and
substance D
I've taken your mind
I growl in Victory!

This kind of magic I hold
takes away lives and time
In the sleep in the night
I'm spreading lies and cry:

"It's gonna be my
game you're all
playing
I've given you
something to die
for..."

People who come to belief
never
really come back to their
senses
You've limited yourselves to
an dead end
and that's so true... You're
falling
so I give you a push... 'cos
I'm burning,
I'm burning with desire...

You're just a penguin in the
crowd
afraid of the ugliness hiding
behind
those painted empty shells...
Taken in a dream

Making belief, looking so