FLIP ON GRUESOME LUNACY
DON'T YOU KNOW BILOCATION IS REAL
WELL WELL WELL WHAT'S THAT MESS
I CAN REACH THE CASTLE'S FARM AND THE FOOL
POLTERGEIST IS FLOATING ON THE ROOM
WITH ATONAL VIOLINS IN MY HEAD
I SAID I JUST LIKE
THE HALF-OPEN-EYED JUNKY WITCHES
EVERYTHING WAS LIKE A NIGHT
EVERYTHING WAS LIKE A NIGHTMARE
AND I FEEL THE DEVIL ON MY BACK