Rows of all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me All these things into position All these we'll one day swallow whole And fade out again fade out
This machine will not communicate These thoughts and the strain I am under Be a world child, form a circle Before we all under And out again and fade out again
Cracked eggs, dead Scream as they fight for life I can feel death, can see its eyes All these things into position All these things one day swallow whole And fade out again and fade out again