As I was sitting there,
With a silent, steady stream...

In the land of guarantee: United States,
Where men are free...

I have a dark hobby.
You know what I do...

I found it on the floor
Anyone...

I'm as empty as my rotting eyesockets,
Eaten from the inside...

When time dies, all hearts will still.
And my own heart beat will become...

If I up and died tomorrow,
Would your heart stop beating fast...