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