Tirelessly turning, The new horizon is burning. Something pretty awful Is heading our way. We look and we listen, Midnight release, they said We line up our hands and mouths Begging for scraps. Don't touch me. Don't look at me that way. I'm tired and confused, There's really not much to say. Leave me to my devices. Race into the burning sun, and Plummet yourself so that you can witness A world beyond understanding. It's a midnight show, don't forget to Come right in, we're about to Show you what these monsters came for. Don't forget to breathe.
