(x3)
It's a small town
Where we torture each other
Our faith die down
We love wife less than mother
We're dressed in God
But inside we have nothing
All days we plod
'Cause we can't loving

At night I heard a hiss
I felt strange, smell
It wasn't a tender kiss
He came straight from Hell
My body was in torpor
In an unpleasant way
I feel like alive, murder
My body was drowning

At night I heard a hiss
I felt strange, smell
It wasn't a tender kiss
He came straight from Hell
My body was in torpor
In an unpleasant way
I feel like alive, murder
My body was drowning in the bay

(x4)
Suffering
Prohibition
Bluffing
Fission

Fission