The Callous Daoboys
Die on Mars (Side Story)
Welcome to the bottom of the ocean where we create temptation
We stock the ladies' perfume in the department store
We’re who puts the news on waiting rooms
We are the ones that flirt with the toxins too
We could be all light but instead we aren’t
Just stay, we’ll explain it again
Swing from the tower
To hear the words of your savior one more time
You will now see
“Eternal hospice, infernal cauldron”