Shut up Sit back And listen! Put six six six together and you will get eighteen With a bit of magic and substance D I've taken your mind I growl in Victory! This kind of magic I hold takes away lives and time In the sleep in the night I'm spreading lies and cry: "It's gonna be my game you're all playing I've given you something to die for..." People who come to belief never really come back to their senses You've limited yourselves to an dead end and that's so true... You're falling so I give you a push... 'cos I'm burning, I'm burning with desire... You're just a penguin in the crowd afraid of the ugliness hiding behind those painted empty shells... Taken in a dream Making belief, looking so