The time for all the followers of doom is drawing near, Deceiving no-one, knowing nothing but the bite of fear. Smiling as I throw the switch That takes away their breath, I see life as an interruption To the tune of death She is the electrocutioner...! Playing with my birds, I wonder how the world could be A perfect place to sin about, for anyone but me. I see the shimmer of the dewdrops as I drink my tea. And when the foolishness is over, I am much more me. I wish that all the suffering and all the misery Could be consumed inside my room, where switches set you free. *humming* Where switches set you free, my friend, where switches set you free.
The time for all the followers of doom is drawing near, Deceiving no-one, knowing nothing but the bite of fear. Smiling as I throw the switch That takes away their breath, I see life as an interruption To the tune of death She is the electrocutioner...! Playing with my birds, I wonder how the world could be A perfect place to sin about, for anyone but me. I see the shimmer of the dewdrops as I drink my tea. And when the foolishness is over, I am much more me. I wish that all the suffering and all the misery Could be consumed inside my room, where switches set you free. *humming* Where switches set you free, my friend, where switches set you free.
