We'll crop up at your side in time 
We shall crop up at any price 
You will feel on your naked back 
Stare of eager eyes
All the motions in slowly mood 
Feelings are on the verge of dream 
Current nervous talking 
Like hysterious shocking 
Make the words to be laser beam
Clock-work mechanism to zero [bad word] twice we connect your hand 
Feel a chill on your skin befOre 
Touch the temple of your head
We have almost discovered you 
You'll get know 'bout us right now 
Just [bad word] for how 
Can we break up the loose? 
Till malicious land's 
Broken all of us down
We almost never are 
Light will melt us down 
By a rapid connect 
You'll be abandened undressed 
We'll just taste your life 
Your life has perfect taste!