(x3) It's a small town Where we torture each other Our faith die down We love wife less than mother We're dressed in God But inside we have nothing All days we plod 'Cause we can't loving At night I heard a hiss I felt strange, smell It wasn't a tender kiss He came straight from Hell My body was in torpor In an unpleasant way I feel like alive, murder My body was drowning At night I heard a hiss I felt strange, smell It wasn't a tender kiss He came straight from Hell My body was in torpor In an unpleasant way I feel like alive, murder My body was drowning in the bay (x4) Suffering Prohibition Bluffing Fission Fission