Shades of black down every path a world under the soil A pipeline stuffed with septic flesh holds still the water flow Something abysmal lurks on high and my home is their burial ground I smell the darkness in its soul, so I stay down below
You, you're so pure you don't have a fucking clue Just once taste my vile air and conceive of what you've put me through Disease runs freely from the privy to the catacomb Sick in colour, an exhort for your fragile inimunity With no change i'll be forced to show my face But only a creature would they see in me
This sanctuary of flies and reptiles is my own All the walls painted with rot and then carpeted with bone I wonder free while crocodilians protect my home I'm always bleeding from the soul Stuck here way down below
Now, beckoned in stain, back from the dead Praised in hate for I'm not one to breathe air fresh and low Driven by hate, leaving at flee my domain in a bout of overwhelming degradation
Once there was a time, in place of wastes were ales and wine And moonlight shone upon us gleefully With broken rays of shine Now it's all but lost in the memory of a tragedy of a man with a tale from hell
This foul construct of caves deep corridors of grime Madly through the darkness with a thousand workers time Rest keeps my mind at ease until the midnight chimes
I'm always bleeding from the soul Stuck here way down below
Now, beckoned in stain, back from the dead Praised in hate for I'm not one to breathe air fresh and low Driven by hate, leaving but flee my domain in a bout of overwhelming degradation
Strapped my possessions to a belt I fashioned from the hide of a white male Studded with teeth When vicious machinations burrow through me from the sky For the first time in an aeon bearing witness to the sunlight Even if I will for mercy, no longer do I hold the tongue of a man. Lay me in my crypt, sojourn for me to die, never really was I alive In your children's nightmares I will survive. Lay me in my crypt, sojourn for me to die, never really was I alive In your children's nightmares I will survive, I will survive.
The sanctuary of flies and reptiles is my own All the walls painted with rot and carpeted with bone I wander free while crocodilians protect my home
And you know you'll pay me in blood Pay me in blood Pay me in blood Pay me in blood Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood Pay me in blood
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