Writhing in his own filth Mumbling strange phrases Spoken with foul words Used by the ancient ones His mind is a blank void Brain cells have been destroyed He's confined to his cell and completely insane On the wall of his cell Drawings smeared in his own shit His mindless rambling Keeps repeating the same thing There's no time! We must shatter their bongs! We must shatter their bongs! We must shatter their bongs OR I'M GOING TO DIE! SOLO (BRENT) Patient: 9833463 Has spent his whole life in cell block 420 A pale shell of a former stoner Doomed to die! Experiments have twisted his brain In this hospital for the mentally deranged He's addicted to hi-grade potent weed eternally Then one night it happened No one could explain How so many people were never seen again They searched the whole building But could find no trace of anyone who had been in that place Psychic detectives used their gifts to try and find some clues When they relived their deaths They screamed as they gouged out their eyes There's no time! We must shatter their bongs! We must shatter their bongs! We must shatter their bongs OR I'M GOING TO DIE!