Room sixty-seven
Steps cross the corridors
Lights set off and darkness-through
Smell of blood, painful screams
Silhouette of the nurse
Shows in the unlighted door
In mares you see your scabbed skin
She’s dissecting off so deep within
[chorus]
Injection runs through
Madness, illness-too
Poison blood in veins
Slowly go insane
Hospitalized in other destination
Isolated from all civilization
On the black hills sanitariums
Locked in the fetters of toxically creation
[chorus]
Rippers come to you
Injection poisoned-too
Dissecting dermis gone
Your immunity dies on and on
