These voices in my head Find me a single fare. Transform my way back From white to a crimson red. They guide me to Esper Where every tantra, Where light defies tuatara, And killed our step stair paths. Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah, ah Within an hour's flow My liquid lifters go, And to the gates I, So kill all those dirty lies. And sent to where bodies lay Small creatures make their way, With knife and a gnaw-tooth They set upon my youth. Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah, ah So listen now to me, Voices that guide you shall, From whence did their's flow, Soon death will find you. Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah, ah?