This is a calling For all you night-time crawlers to get de-civilized A love in this black light, a pathway undisguised You need a reason to shake the fleas off of your souls So let's go Let's turn this innocence into gold Stars in the ceiling It's that clear night feeling Are you one that is true You got warm blood poison pushing its way through You and me can slide and drift until we're drained Released, deceased, sick or deranged You look real close You see, obscured The core The pearls of death You an me can slide and drift until we're drained Released, deceased, sick or deranged Dead memories Soon we'll all be gone Nothing left to hang your dreams on You look real close You see, obscured The core The pearls of death