INSTINCT IS A LIE, TOLD BY A FEARFUL BODY, HOPING TO BE WRONG INSTINCT IS A LIE, TOLD BY A FEARFUL BODY, HOPING TO BE WRONG INSTINCT IS A LIE, TOLD BY A FEARFUL BODY, HOPING TO BE WRONG 

Everything is a system to be dissected and I am the surgeon scalpel in hand gore in the other  Everything is a system to be dissected and I am the surgeon scalpel in hand gore in the other   

OH, WAS IT NOT CLEAR? THE COMPASS TOWARDS TOMORROW POINTS BACKWARDS OH, WAS IT NOT CLEAR? THE COMPASS TOWARDS TOMORROW POINTS BACKWARDS    

What was it? The Hunt? The Blood? Or the horrible dream? Oh, it doesn't matter... 

THESE ARE THE WORKS OF PANIC THESE ARE THE WORKS OF PANIC THESE ARE THE WORKS OF PANIC THESE ARE THE WORKS OF PANIC THESE ARE THE WORKS OF PANIC THESE ARE THE WORKS OF PANIC 

INSTINCT IS A LIE, TOLD BY A FEARFUL BODY, HOPING TO BE WRONG INSTINCT IS A LIE, TOLD BY A FEARFUL BODY, HOPING TO BE WRONG INSTINCT IS A LIE, TOLD BY A FEARFUL BODY, HOPING TO BE WRONG

Everything is a system to be dissected and I am the surgeon scalpel in hand gore in the other Everything is a system to be dissected and I am the surgeon scalpel in hand gore in the other

OH, WAS IT NOT CLEAR? THE COMPASS TOWARDS TOMORROW POINTS BACKWARDS OH, WAS IT NOT CLEAR? THE COMPASS TOWARDS TOMORROW POINTS BACKWARDS

What was it? The Hunt? The Blood? Or the horrible dream? Oh, it doesn't matter...

THESE ARE THE WORKS OF PANIC THESE ARE THE WORKS OF PANIC THESE ARE THE WORKS OF PANIC THESE ARE THE WORKS OF PANIC THESE ARE THE WORKS OF PANIC THESE ARE THE WORKS OF PANIC

Aah, you were at my side, all along. My true mentor... My guiding moonlight...

THE WORKS OF PANIC THE WORKS OF PANIC THE WORKS OF PANIC THE WORKS OF PANIC