I recall When the same old crackle rose Deserving to know What will be next in the show? All the time that I've squandered 'Round and 'round Those fake authorities Was that me? Hope I've managed that well Moving out of the shell That is all I can tell Now we get closer The tide is rising and the flood Is now threatening' me The past give place, surprise indeed Guiding my hand You make me understand Hope I've managed that well Moving out of the shell That is all I can tell When I need more End game or hunting or the core Are equal to me Just facts give something Give the breed Give the breed Hope I've managed that well Moving out of the shell There is more I can tell To the ghoul within