Lyrics:

The bodies on the naked on the low damp ground in the
Violent vhour to the violent sound and the
Darkness the blinding the eyes that shine and the
Voices and the singing and the line on line
This is the floorshow the clapping hands
Animal flow from the animal glands in the
Violent hour to the violent sound going
round and around and around and

I feel the bite I feel the beat I see the dancing feet
I feel the ligth I feel the heat I see the new elite
I see the final floorshow I see the western dream
I see the faces glow and I see the bodies steam

See them shimmy see them go
See their panted faces glow
Slow slow quick quick slow
See those pagans go go go go go

This is the floorshow the last ideal it's
Populist got mass appeal the
Old religion redefined for the
Facile futile totally blind

Mundane by day insane at night
pagan playing in the flashing light in the
violent hour to the violent sound going
Round and around and around and around and
bodies on the naked on the low damp ground
In the violent hour to the violent sound and the
Darkeness the blinding the eyes that shine and the
Voices singing line on line

See them shimmy see them go
See their panted faces glow
Slow slow quick quick slow
See those pagans go go go go go