No summer timeJust winter fearUnkind, unkind, unkindThe stricken faceThe constant stareUnwind, unwind, unwindWaiting for an answerAnswer comes there noneGonna never leave the nether worldGonna never get you someEverybody sayYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahUnholiness, unholinessYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahSome perfect mess, some pеrfect messAll improvisedThеre will be tearsIt’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fineSome savage graceIs coming hereIn time, in time, in timeWaiting for a reasonReason slipped awayGonna never leave the netherworldThis or any dayEverybody sayYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahUnholiness, unholinessYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahSome perfect mess, some perfect messTalkin’ ‘bout a head shotTalkin’ ‘bout a crimson flowerTalkin’ ‘bout the undergroundTalkin’ ‘bout super powersThe signifier and the signifiedThe petrified and the petrifiedThe drones, the bones, the shrunken headsThese are the monsters under the bedDefamation, the easy liesThe bogeyman ate all the piesDissent, disease, the trembling kneesAnd, oh, your soul is burningYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahUnholiness, unholinessYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahSome tenderness, some tendernessYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahIn loneliness, in lonelinessYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahSome perfect mess, some perfect mess
