by the pricking of your thumbs
something wicked this [bad word] 
by the pricking of your thumbs
something wicked this [bad word] 
i am the most [bad word] surgeon
of moral deformities
i am professor of energy
napoleonic electrifier of souls

your glorious palaces of hospitals 
set amid cemeteries

there's an outsider inside
where no one can hide
there's an outsider inside
where no one can hide

i am the most [bad word] surgeon
of moral deformities
i am professor of energy
napoleonic electrifier of souls

i am eternal ... for forces that ....
for forces that sleep in the minds of the ...

and even as you've been 'thout your nightly dreams
explain it all from your giant book

you make me feel
i would never be alone
you melt me down 
to kiss the bones on your throne

the angle small or still .. roaring of distortions
casting out
casting out your nets of darkness
casting out
i'm casting you out

smear thyself with the vixen's tongue 
and beware the bloody steps of men

i want to be a stranger [bad word] a shape changer

you glorious palaces of hospitals
set amid cemeteries

i'm trying to strict the silence away

i'm there with a hiss
that's where all the magic is