[performed by Cloud Rat]
A guided finger on a school wall.
Collected fragments I would see in the hall.
Guided tribes of pre-adolescent monsters.
You tell me I'm sexually perverted?
It's a lack of a line.
What's abnormal?
Distorted.
Skewed.
Dead.
Death.
Fear.
Acceptance.
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
