Oh, disgusting world You that hold my head underwater You that seek the rust in my veins Leave my wounds so open Lifeless, I close my eyes This will be my last fight Oh, savage life, I distance myself from your light
Am I human or less? Drowning in grotesque My mental walls are all wearied down My hands is digging a hole in the ground As a exclusive stranger Presenting myself to me In my piss-soaked eyes, what do you see? Am I human or less? Mother, will you clean my mess!?
Walking barefoot in the desert Warm sand eats through my wounds While the dusty old woman plays jazz On her white virgin Mellotron steel guitar I am truly trained, yes I am truly trained For the abyssic morbid session And it's all, it's all a shot of La Doom
Oh, get on your nekro horses! Let's see how you tame this, motherfucker!
Come dine with me, in the garden of misery While we watch,each other burn to death Hold my hand and steer Into the oblivious serenity Portrait of a lifeless soul Coughing, growing into old Sinking, into the ground Here we make no sound
My journey, is better walked alone My story better left, untold It craves a piece of me, striving for history But no history Burn with me like you desire But oppressive morbidity You know me, you know I'm fire
Like a bitter-sweet, rusty swansong My skin is hurt From the sparks, of welding my gallowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
