convulsing to your violent rhythm

twisting and turning en utero

i'm out of my body and swimming through you

a nightmarish dream like a maze

dream like a maze

dream like a maze



from the rolling hills of suicide

everyone will run and hide

screaming bloody murder

with their heads of fire

there just may be a chance for me

my sweet insanity

if you would take me with

you on your trip to the moon



disfigured faces in technicolor

like roses on the death bed of your dying mother

as the seasons grow in to the angriest people

sadistic and slightly deranged

everyone has changed

slightly deranged



from the rolling hills of suicide

everyone will run and hide

screaming bloody murder

with their heads of fire

there just may be a chance for me

my sweet insanity

if you would take me with

you on your trip to the moon



oh your wicked smile

oh your evil ways

won't convince me

the sky isn't falling down



my sweet insanity

look what we've become

the envy of everyone



inspired by your madness

like furious wind in a storm

slowly growing cold

i'm fallin in love with you



from the rolling hills of suicide

everyone will run and hide

screaming bloody murder

with their heads of fire

there just may be a chance for me

my sweet insanity

if you would take me with

you on your trip to the moon