[Only glowing blue eyes and a hint of Edgar's face are visible. He's sitting in a dark room, having turned out all the lights even though the lights are now on. His voice now has a strange, echoing quality to it as he sings. He is singing
this song]
Fallen, fallen, fallen from grace
Now for you
This is why you should run
Fallen, fallen, fallen from grace
Now for you
This is why you should run
The core of a woman
Is where her body
Chooses to revolve like a corpse
Centrifugal, melted under the skin,
Bacteria:
Into the napalm heart I explode,
I explode
I explode
You can take me,
The grave can take me
The earth is waiting to eat us alive
I love you damaged,
I need human wreckage
I have to look up
Just to see Hell