Jumping out of my skin This tiny sector can't contain me Suit up in a flash Slipping symbols bravely, bravely Go where I'm not wanted Stand where the light hits hard Almost full grown Drive home alone and listen to the slow parts
In a new universe Trying to find the mask that fits me Shaking the curse Behaving as the beacons bid me Denim and leather Silver strap to please the diehards Let me dance till I die Turn the volume up high and listen to thе slow parts
Alien ships from ancient realms Ageless captains at their helms Rage from the sea Let it begin with me
Half-life of my toxins Difficult to calculate Stock up on gauze in case of accidents Try to keep my story straight Dozens like me Never quite free, filling out our dance cards Mark my time on the wall Answer the call and listen to the slow parts
All songs end up being autobiographical if you take the long view, but 'The Slow Parts on Death Metal Albums' is probably the most directly confessional song on Dark in Here.