Текст песни The Wither - Fyrce Muons

It's a fight unlike any other race
It's abode unlike any other place
Painted whores from mighty other planet days
This taste is night

See a body
Leave it waste
For truth the innocence of bitter fate
It is time
The hatter walking in that mind
It just developed after sin
It is time

This night unlike any other race
It's a bade unlike any other place
Check and employ
It's a fight unlike any other race
It's a boon unlike any other place

Each night see a body be it waste
For truth a better innocence of fate
It's time the hatter walking in the mind
Just developed after sin because its time

But then he came upon a broach
This taste not a body cannot face
Don't same way twice
Protect and enjoy