Stimulation

When [?] got murdered, we were all observers Sadly so amused In a flash-lit fire, contraband supplies can Horribly arrive

With the ill-intentioned gathering more men from Shame Listing their impulsions, their captors spinning in the Rain Rain Rain

Busy us with stimulation Comatose in unfamiliar ways We're running out of things to hurt Never-ending ways to be absurd

Technical maneuvers don't improve your fuses Anxious and confused Can't help but think, can't help but think can't help but think That everyone's been used

Used Used

Busy us with stimulation Comatose in unfamiliar ways You'll think it's just an accident, mate Otherwise they're gonna feed us [?]

At the shallow end of the pool of shadows In a hollow shell, taking off your clothes There's nothing you can do; cover up the inside All dead inside All gonna die All gonna die

We are led into darkness and it's alright We are left in the darkness and it's alright