Lletres: Trollheim's Grott. Bloodsoaked And Ill-fated. The Syndicate Haunts You Down.

A biomechanical weapons race
The syndicate has very intriguing plans for you
the trolls are very pleased to find
Such possibilities in ways of controlling you
destroying you

Feel your head expanding towards chaos
As they set a new virtue to your head - Pure evil
The syndicate is after you - feel their presence around
The trolls in horns are coming down on you
they are out there - to haunt you down
You see them but they have no face
And they shall haunt you down - haunt you down
Prepare yourself for contact
Would you like to buy an new syndicate official?
Some muscarin for courage?
Or would you prefer psilocybin?
Straight from the factory
Contaminated
with single-stranded-ribonucleic-acid-virus-complex
They're getting rid of you before you know
In ways beyond your comprehension

Ex cathedra. The solution is ready
the transformation is complete
Vowelization with thorns of fire
Welcome to the world of pain
We assume you'll want to sign the entryform
to our cryogenic facilities
We have a new product designed for you
the lucid-dream-2002, An immaculate nightmare
We are inside your head