Adult Machine

When darkness falls and the

Twisted psychology starts it's the time

I hear my mummy sings the nicely

Song of death cannot hide the

Face of massacre

Because it is only a song so I have to

Dance my daddy's dead they burned

Down my home and mum prays me into

Sleep horror is so lovely and nice is

This song from war

Death - pain and burning homes

Like I call that dainty song

"The Song of death"

Like the bluntless of the adult machine

Shades of hell

Frantic reverie

A fast decline

Song of death

The power of a gun

Is subtracted

Normal fun the path of sleep

Signed with mum's son before

The darkness fills my sky