As deranged maniacs
Take over the town
They'll live to kill
Whatever's around
They can hunt
By sound alone
Plus they can here you
On the phone
Listen closely
For they can hear
Every word
I say is clear
Suddenly
A blinding light!
My body died
My spirit's bright
Remember
What I say is true
In a moment
It'll happen to YOU.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
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