Here in the Castle solitude, of this earthl sided box
Water is a tidal wave, when you drop in huge rocks
It gets you all wet, and drenches your seat
Then drips down your leg, all the way to your feet
I can feel the tremors, with everyone dropped
But this unloading, just can not be stopped
Now they're shooting out, like a thousand machine guns
I'd swear there was smoke, coming out of my buns
Then there's the smell, of dead food you might think
Enough to kill the witnesses, just by the stink
And when I'm all done, I'll have a frown on my face
Because the sated Piranhas were in the moat, put in their place.