A blaze in the Southern sky Processing metal to new heights Sweating bullets from a spooky site I heard a man sneak behind Chasing me through the smelting plant Clad in flannel, sack on his head Never plays out the same way twice Need a place to hide or else I'm dead Sadistic extraction, silver and iron Death metal mansion, it's my turn Overalls motherfucker scraping metal Wait, are those fire-toolz from hell Am I in a slasher Or a first person shooter Yo does this man have some hooks for hands Does this man have a plan Chasing me through the smelting plant This madman chasing Never plays out the same way twice See nothing but smoke Ancient terrors forged Into new armors Cackling, screaming in everchanging flame Recall passages to deliver us from here To disappear in a plume of smoke or of feathers Through a doorway or a window My friend, how did it play out this time