Good Morning, Sada Abe. You're Dinner has Arrived from Madame Hydra.

She feels the paint
Peel off these walls
They slit our throat to make us breathe

Oh we see,
We're in the dark

When will our darkness ever stop?

As we're just phantoms
All apart of the plan
That's why we're dying in our dreams

When finally
The paint rips,
Our bodies can't
Hold our pain any longer

They took our homes.

And raped our brides.

Peace for the blind.

As they close our eyes.

What do you think you worship?

We're just all kills for the dollar bill.

They closed our mind.

To make us love suicide.

But when the seals are broken.

They're just all bodies left behind.