Rats.

Again and again.
Rows and the rows,
Thousands of sharp teeth,
Thousand of sharp clutches.
I hear em' all over me, 
Everywhere around me.
Everywhere, every night.

I hear their voices,
I feel their smell.
In the walls of my house,
In the walls of my mind...

Nothn' but them!
Rats.
Rats must die, they don't even live. 
In the walls, under the sheets.

Under the Ground,
Under the fire,
Towards to Death,
Onwards to Fight!

They are all Rats,
They are all dead.
And so even I,
Inside my head.

Inside the Tunnels, 
We live, fight and die,
Inside the Tunnels,
There still am I...