Lyrics:

She shouldn't really be here 
And she's the only one who knows 
Why the women disappear 
And nobody 
Really wants to face the [bad word] 
Howling 
She's in the room behind the wall 
"I've watched them, 
I've watched them all 
Kiss corpses 
And string them up 
Know these faces from the papers 
They're not lost, they were in danger 
They were caught, murdered and offered  [bad word] confirmed, it's time to act."

Her skin emitting droplets 
Her vision frozen on their hoods 
The centre table is painted [bad word] 
They're not grinning 
Their serious malice is showing 
They haven't seen her yet and 
Now it's time 
The candles light up the walls 
They're naked under their shawls 
Incantations to the ceiling 
Droning voices without feeling 
She won't cave under the pressure 
Deep breath, hold it in, in.

Putting on her gas mask 
Unleashing the powder 
Flour on a red carpet 
They start coughing 
She steps out and guns each one of them down 
Cool, calm, collected, she'd taken ten lives 
Her camera trembles in her glove 
Prayers in a whisper to her dead god up above 
She was too late to save them 
Soulless eyes, casket of grey skin 
"I'm here now," she silently told them 
"If i've been damned, I am alone."