Things are pretty dead here Hard to steer your head clear Whispers lifted from the water This place is a fucking ghost town Ain't it such a fun sound? No wonder no one even bothers Well I found my god and He's hollow, as you figured He's just one big black rodent That chews apart my liver And spreads like mold ♪ Here he comes now Shape tucked in the background Prepping for what he might say If he tells me to hurt myself Damn it, I'll give it hell Who am I to disobey? ♪ Collect, collect, collect The rest of me There's something in the room with us There's something in the room Think I found my god and He's hollow, as you figured He's just one big black rodent That chews apart my liver