My insides are ugly
All filled with gore
If you came here looking for beauty
Go out the door.
Deep deep inside nightmares lie
Piercing screams fill the void
I scream, scream, scream
Yet all that echoes is silence
A deathing silence
It turns you insane
Twisting and turning your insides
Bit by bit as time ticks away
Tick tock. Tick tock.
You better run little one
For time is running out.