Hey, Go, wash it, AAH! Let their bodies in the flow... For another killin' memory (Hear it!) The gushing waves of blood in us Will cleanse and feed our daughters' sons And it's soooo (white in the dark) I know the evidence will show And-you-know: "Let the bodies hit the floor!" My children have forgotten me I'm a corpse beneath their family tree But never got me on my knee! Now there's no more going home Let their bodies in the flow Now there's no more going home Let their bodies in the flow And it's so Sooo! [...] I know the evidence will show [...] I know the evidence will show I know the evidence will show [...] My children have forgotten me I'm a corpse beneath their family tree But... never... got... me...ON... MY... KNEE! [Insert hard fast drum and heavy screaming solo hook with heavy low piano instrumental] [Bridge] NOE! Watch me die! NOE! Let me fly! NOW, just goin' down Aaand know I'm... so... DIVINE! AAAH! Now there's no more going home Let their bodies in the flow Now there's no more going home Let their bodies in the flow And it's so Sooo! [...] I know the evidence will show [...] My children have forgotten me [Heavy roaring male vocal and deadly piano altogether] "Let the bodies..." Let their bodies... Let... their... bloody wasted TIME... ON THE FLOOR! [Shout echoing from a grave] I let you go AWAY! GO AWAY! [Haed fast killing guitar with fast drum virtuoso together] [Hard riffs in end]