So what, if everything you know turns out to be just what you fear,
what are you gonna' do about it, if anything my dear,
we are in this together and I´m just as scared as you,
I´m trembling as I´m thinking of the things I know are true.

I´m feeling how my stomach seems to control my whole head,
my legs are like spaghetti, though their weight just feels like lead,
in my imagination I can picture anything,
believe me when I say that there can be just no such thing.

'Cause what I fear is dead and gone and cannot be no more,
although it keeps on bangin’ on my innermost front door,
it's howlin’ with a thirst for blood, is red in tooth and claw,
it’s more than worse than anything I ever heard or saw.

It’s me, my darling neighbour, it’s my own capacity,
if I'm let loose I'm crazier than anyone's worst enemy,
'cause I have studied cruelty and sheer barbarity,
closer than your torturer would ever dare to see.

My own intelligence forbids me to display my tricks,
how I can lure and tease my victims to their death like chicks,
if I just happen to fulfil one selfproclaimed idea,
you´re bound to end up like a crushed and flattened little flea.

So honey, I can't tell you anything other than this,
I’m doing what I can to find some freedom, maybe bliss,
‘cause if I don’t I might end up like Nature’s own brute law,
silently and frightfully roam red in tooth and claw.