Step into my realm
Where time has stood still
Where the clock hands have clenched their fists
Are you listening?
I don't believe
That everybody here has to stay
I feel we've out stayed our welcome
I feel it's time to pay
I don't believe
That everybody here has to be saved
But i know they wouldn't
If i had it my way
Filth walk the earth
Plague the dirt
There is no second coming
Don't pray for me
I'm already dead
We're all fucked
If it breathes it can bleed
We can kill it now
Find the book and tear it's fucking pages out
Burn the book
Take a breath
Rip it out of your chest
Spit death, i'll bite my tongue when I am dead
I'll never bite my fucking tongue
Filth walk the earth
Plague the dirt
There is no second coming
Don't pray for me
I'm already dead
They told me to pray
So I fell to my knees
Stared at the dirt
And spat out my teeth
To send them the message
The way i know how
"Bury me face down motherfucker, i'll dig my way to hell"
See you in hell
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Two impressive vocalists, variable and skilled guitarists and a tight and very powerful rhythm section. That plus the ability to write a song really leaves nothing left to desire here. mourner
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