There's a feast, well prepared, at the table,
 And a beast, licking holes, in your door,
 Make a break just as soon as your able,
 [bad word]  get out of this hole, before it takes your soul

 I don't know how to hide,
 Keep my shadow alive,
 It's easy to defend, 
 The logic of a friend
 And i don't know how to tell, is it heaven or [bad word]  That i'll be going to
 Just as long as i'm there with you.

 Theres a clock
 Ticking slow, on the table
 As the light, finds the cracks in your door
 Make a break just as soon as your able
 [bad word]  hold on to your soul, before it takes you whole

 I don't know how to hide,
 Keep my shadow alive,
 It's easy to defend, 
 The logic of a friend
 And i don't know how to tell, if it's heaven or [bad word]  That i'll be going to
 Just as long as i'm there with you.