Black Hole (Death Dance)

The Crazy Puppets Are Jumping To Polluted Waves Of Notes Combined In A False Melody A Thousand Victims Are Jerking To The Incessant Mindless Beating Of The Drum Machine They Are Poisoning Themselves In The Smoke With Their Open Mouths Disconnected Minds Ladies And Gentlemen Tonight We'll Show You The Last Dance Of Death Then Out Of This (Pitch) Darkness You Gamble With Your Destiny