Lyrics:
Curtain call cadaver, crowded neighborhoodThe train just rolls on by, I bid adieuSpeak of evil, worship what you willCome and chop their heads off, rightWe have had enough, we want your fleshWe waitThe devil comes to townHide your kids awayThey might find themselves a world awayMartian, there it beBring her brain to the sort your DNAA pale white horse collides straight into meWe wait