there are some things i need to do
when night comes down i follow through
i slip through cracks inside my mind
and all these things hide underneath
when everything comes from beneath
when all i am is what i do
beneath the surface...hidden away
i'm lost inside, my soul is spent
i must endure this punishment
for all your blood is on my hands
and all these things hide underneath
when everything comes from beneath
another body in my grave
beneath the surface...hidden away
tape my eyes and bind my wrists with straps
pull the mask down on my face
pull the switch, and i ride the volt
current swirls me from this place
when comes the time, i pay the price
for my unholy sacrafice
and so i'm festering in hell
and all these things hide underneath
when everything comes from beneath
beware the sign of my return...
