Оригинальный текст песни Demented Crickets
In a lab at night,
the crickets stir.
Injected with chemicals,
they start to whir.
Their organs are twisted,
their minds insane.
Something's gone wrong;
they can't be tamed.
Their eyes turn red, their legs contort;
they swarm, they attack.
Insectoid armies, marching forward.
Pestilence spreading far and wide,
Monstrosities created in the name of comprehension.
Gore spills forth in rivers on the streets,
As the crickets crawl, ough!
The screams of the dying, the smell of the dead,
Gore-filled nights and blood-soaked days.
The sound of madness fills the air,
Demented crickets will reign supreme.
Insectoid,
they swarm,
they attack.