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