Channel Ze
r0The omino
us light blinds our eyes
The droning sound stifles our 
criesWe are the c
hildren of a thousand days
Lack of morality corrupts our 
ways"Buy one, b
uy two, buy three of mine,
Oh! This perfume smells sooo 
divineCall now - 
operators are standing by
Guaranteed - these shoes will m
ake you fly"We search 
for truth among the pack of l
iesYet there is no doubt - n
o compromiseBut 
we love it - still we pray
That the madness fills u
s each dayFlip the
 switch - and off we go
To the wonderland of Channel 
Zero!Israfe
l of Gothic ProductionsC
opyShaka 1993