[Intro – Soft, polite, almost charming] Pardon the delay, my dear good friend… This meeting was precisely what I planned. [Verse 1] You find my face familiar, so you say. Perhaps we crossed on some forgotten day. Step closer… do not let the cold remain. I have a cure for every sudden pain. Just ignore this handkerchief I hold so tight— A minor allergy… out in the night. [Pre-Chorus] You think you know me… But you only see The polished lie That I have made of me. [Chorus] I am Cent Heuler… Master of your skin. A hundred arms are moving deep within. You think you see a gentleman refined… But the swarm is ready. Let the game begin. [Verse 2] My teeth are white… but yellow deep inside. Within each tube a neurotoxin hides. And if I bite, you will not feel the sting Until you are a hollow, broken thing. I have no eyes… except the ones I choose. This handsome face is nothing but a mask To help me finish my appointed task. [Bridge – Voice grows colder, more mechanical] Beneath the smile… the lattice crawls. Beneath the suit… the segments shift. A living hive of steel and flesh and sting. The polished lie is peeling… And the true form rises. [Final Chorus – Heavier, more aggressive] I am Cent Heuler… Master of your skin. A hundred arms are moving deep within. The mask is cracking… The swarm is free. You never met a man… You only met me. [Outro – Soft again, almost tender] Thank you for coming… I’ll take good care of you.
