What's a soul to a person who has no words?
Nothing but a feeling-free, emotion-passed moment.
The lot have been telling me to stop yelling.
The innocent kept shouting to stop being swallowed.
Inside like never before,
Acting like never before.
All those out of religion,
Out of the way kind of freaks.
The standard out of those standards.
Houndrads of people for breakfast.
Thousands of people for lunch.
It's taking me over, the madness.
Inside of bodies,
Spreaded around like butter on bread.