I see you standing there with your cannibal eyes
A meal is coming, it's wandering by
X-machine, a room, a cube
Laid before me is a murderer's tools
What would you do?

X-machine, a room, a cube
Laid before me is a murderer's tools
I see you standing there with your cannibal eyes
The clock is ticking, it's wandering by
What would you do?