Dana Scully Nose Video (MV)

Slit wrists on the
Classroom floor
Call out my name
Like they have the right

The blood of the young
Is too powerful
And the rituals are too
Ancient

What of the girl's memories
That you've erased
Did you really think you could
Fool me like you did to her?

Did you really think you could
Call up the devil
And ask him
To behave?

Phone calls from the dead
Sealed her fate
A pile of ribs
In the basement

The believers in the room
Talk about the girl
In their hushed little voices
With only the candles to hear

What is it you've found
This new can of worms
By its smell it will bring us
Tumbling down

Now they lay in the shower
Floors and the water is
Running because it will
Be easier that way to clean

You're right
It is already too late
Goodbye
It's been nice working with you