At the dawn of day Walking through the desolate alleyways One boy stands alone He stands around five foot seven His eyes a pearly white and hair as dark as the night And clothes ornamented with bone His name was Acid Scott He will shoot Your brain off Left his home Survived alone Joined a cult The cult of bone I knew the boy for many a 'year He never came off as something Nothing at all He had no special features No big ideas But before him, you shall fall His name was Acid Scott He will shoot Your brain off Left his home Survived alone Joined a cult The cult of bone His name was Acid Scott He will shoot Your brain off Left his home Survived alone Joined a cult The cult of bone