The sky is low and the clouds are mean
   His mood burns like kerosene
   The air seems charged with a special qualm
   It feels like Fahrenheit four five one, four five one
   Malice burns like a constant pain
   It will never be the same again
   Her body is tense to the touch of fear
   The terror screams ring my ears, pure and clear, pure and clear
  
   It sends a shiver down my spine
   Through these walls I hear her whine
   It sends a shiver down my spine
   I lost faith in humankind
  
   A Throbbing sound, a suffering voice, pleading on and on and on
   A taste of your medicine, a taste of your medicine
  
   The worms were severed in his head
   I tried to think of what, of what they said
   The cleaving currents of dispute
   Now leave you with a bad repute, another one, another one
   You set your seam with your hands
   The giving comes, the taking ends, the talking hands
  
   It sends a shiver down my spine
   Through these walls I hear her whine
   It sends a shiver down my spine
   I lost faith in humankind
  
   She shouts, screams and cries; It's not his fault, keep him here
   Come , hurry , run, run,
   A taste of your medicine, a taste of your medicine