Lyrics:

I was full by your count
I was lost but your fool
Was a long visit wrong?
Say you are the only.

So many foreign worlds
(So relatively fucked)
So ready for us
So ready for us,
The creature fear

I was teased by your blouse
Spit out by your mouth
I was loud by your lowered
Seminary soul

Tear on
Tail on
Take all on the wind on
Soft bloody nose
Sign another floor...

So many territories
Ready to reform
Don't let it form us
Don't let it form us
The creature fear
So did he foil 'is own?
Is he ready to reform?

So many torahs
So many for us
The creature fear