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Through The Corridors

When the feeling takes me over
What else can I do but run ?
Through the corridors I follow
I shoot into oblivion

If you close your eyes and listen
You can hear the children play
I love it when their eyes are watching
I'll have it when they disobey

It's a different kind of loving
Such a dirty rigmarole
But just in case there's no tomorrow
I'll drink fire from their souls

If you close your eyes and listen
You can hear the children shout
I hate it but I won't be happy
Till I've turned them inside out

All day long
Here I go
All day long
All day