It mixes sound effects, music, and dialogue

Heaven goes through Hell the television receiver

Imagine if you could have an electronic brain operating at millions of seconds...

Here. I just found proof in those

She's a beautiful specimen

What y'all doing up here?

There must be something we can do. What can we do? Well, if you don't take a chance you'll never know

On this throne but I'm all alone

Sold my soul, there's no going home

Here I stand at the crossroads scheming (scheming) dreaming of a way out (way out)

Met a pale man with a face like a demon (demon), this ain't no shit to play about (play about)

You know when the fog settles in, feel a small gust of wind, hair standing on their ends, better change routes

In the dark it begins, light a candle for the friends who didn't make it out the Hellmouth Hell House

'Cause The Devil has friends in high places, I am The Man With Five Faces

I learned to handle vibrations, I get the drop and I shapeshift, I snatch the bag off the pavement

Skinwalker in a suit and tie, I might show up to the function high

Try not to look me dead in the eye (Nah), you might see it come to life

(Watch it come to life)

Watch the spirits as they dance, that shit put me in a trance

They just thank me in advance for the imagery

They say she had the perfect face 'til she cut it with a blade

'Cause she prayed for a break from the symmetry (symmetry)

Candles floating in the path, orbs floating in the back, cut me open in a lab and deliver me

I just walk a crooked path, make a circle with the ash, mix the purple with the hash, feel the energy (energy)

Tell me what lives in the smoke (in the smoke) and dives in the ocean (dives in the ocean)

And I'll caution you not to provoke a shaman while blessing his potion

My mind state has led me afloat, practice caution when out in the open

If they see your light (If they see your light) they'll sip it and drink from it, feeding and leaving it broken

On this throne but I'm all alone

Sold my soul, there's no going home

Sticks and stones may break your bones

Words converse inside your soul

It hurts at first to lose control

Inside a verse from ancient tomes

Sticks and stones may break your bones

Words converse inside your soul

It hurts at first to lose control

Inside a verse from ancient tomes