Ants In Her Trance Lyrics

I've got arms like antfarms.
She's got a face I can't forget,
conceived the nights her parents met.
Our hands touch, cold.
Listen for certain city sounds
and move underground.

He's blushing from a stomach stab!
Embarassment is on our hands!
Ain't nothin' gonna be alright--tonight.

You've got what we need,
notify your family.
Notify your children, and wife.

Swish, cut, like second nature.
We'll push a broken bottle through your flesh
and end your life.

It's time for you to meet your maker, say good-bye to your blood.
Tonight there.. There's no escaping.
We'll catch you if you run.