Killing Floor - Subvision, Tobias Forge, Gustav Holvfasth

Like a loone desperado

In my search and bravado

I’m not sure what I’m looking for

But my overreaction strappado

As I adapt into the unknown

I find myself to walk alone

I wanna move, I oughta feel

I need to drift into a world so unreal

I’m gonna dance, dance

Upon a killing floor

In between what remains

Of my organs and brains

There’s a fiery pulse

Rushing my veins

As I adapt into the unknown

Am I supposed to walk alone?

I wanna move, I oughta feel

I need to drift into a world so unreal

I need a tight squeeze, brain-freeze, hypersonic ease

Still, I’m gonna scream out for more

I’m gonna dance, dance

I wanna move, I oughta feel

I need to drift into a world so unreal

I wanna groove, I wanna flow

I wanna wail for my creator below

I need a tight squeeze, brain-freeze, hypersonic ease

Still, I’m gonna scream out for more

I’m gonna dance, dance

Upon a killing floor