sleep sleep, in to towards me, my good man.
Yet the doom is near and creeping upon you.
An lady in crotched position awaits and makes your destiny to you.
Its your time, the time, the making of iron and blood into forced absolution.
SHUUHHHHHHHHH_ ME POWWWWWW,
WOWAWAWAWWWW.
Come in your time is up.
Come towards me the time is right.
come in Mr. Scorpius your time is up.
DuHHHHHHHHH......DhUhUHU.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, YAEAh Yreah Yeah Yeah Yeah YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH NOW NOW, your end is hear, your time is up, your time is ready to explode.
The explosion happens now, and the chorus is reaching its full volume in the back ground.
SH-SH-Sh_SH_SH_sh-sh -sh.
Be quite to lay me down gently and down to be forever.
their lies a man of forever peace, his lease is now been up to be decreased.
so now it had begun it has now ended, so it has forever beginning is now forever ending.
postmodern sets in