Venerate your patience
Prepare for a facelift
I know what's gone wrong now
I know what's wrong, and I'll sing to God
The Visitor peeks out from under the floorboard
The Visitor sees you and does not ignore
Turn your back on the sun
December's got a gun
Fill your heart with dead weight
I miss you now, but you abrogate
The Visitor peeks out from under the floorboard
The Visitor sees you and does not ignore
The Visitor wants to be free of its death throes
The Visitor wants you to know what God knows
Now we're home, you'll feel no pain
Shut the gates inside your brain
Close the lid on the machine
Think of things you'd rather been
Look inside at your dirt heart
Feel the sparks all fly apart
Clear the dust off of the lid
Afraid of looking like a kid
The Visitor peeks out from under the floorboard
The Visitor sees you and does not ignore
The Visitor wants to be free of its death throes
[Harrowing scream]
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THE END