Nightfall comes around again
Pull the shades down, coldness my only friend
213, the number on the door
Come inside if you'd like to know some more
Dance with the dead at night
The smell of d**h is here, I'd like to take a bite
Waiting for you, with my hard and frozen hearts
I see your eyes, your lips, and other body parts
Here it comes again, the urge to dance with you
The urge to bind your wrists, and make my dreams come true
You escape but the man just brings you back
They work for me, the white light in the black
Just like gein, they call me cannibal and friend
They come to find me, and take away my dream
Take away the pieces, survey the scene
They're knocking gently on the door of 213