I didn't look 
But did it lurch at you? 
So change it, til it's fine for you 
It's right in front of you! 
Two in the chest 
One in the head 
Climax of a nightmare 
Underground, it's always easier 
To hide from God. 
Worship anything so low [bad word] toward you now 
Shades of a distant dream 
In futures yet unseen 
The cells stand in line 
March to distant time 
I'm so scared [bad word] 
My great future of nothing.