Take a culm
And take the cake
The dead would eat
If they could speak
Who knew what they should say?

So sink your teeth
Into your friends
The means are never quite as noble
As the end

Warmth from the blood
Of the ones that you love
Is the only thing that keeps you sane

Everybody's talking about
The new transition
From birth to graveyard
And everybody is asking about
How you'll turn out
How we'll turn out
How you're gonna turn out

If you're climbing the wall
Just to show me how tall you are
Then you'll almost
Never, ever, make it up

And if you're climbing the wall
(Warmth from the blood)
Just to show me how tall you are
(From the ones that you love)
Then you'll almost never, ever make it up
(Is the only thing that keeps you sane)