Molten Vole

Can't you see?
There's that goatly apparition
Still haunting our journey
It's exhalations
Cause offense
I think you should move to a safer distance

I cannot save you
For you have inhaled your toxic fate
Now it's too late
There is no hope left
I can merely look on as your lungs
Disintegrate

Racing on
I flee to escape the same fate
You are now on the horizon
I will return
With a big knife
I don't expect to find you alive

I cannot save you
For you have inhaled your toxic fate
Now it's too late
There is no hope left
I can merely look on as your lungs
Disintegrate