Organa
I can smell the pollution on your breath
You were out all night drinking again
I can see it in your eyes
The onset of our manmade death
We are more sick from the outside
When the dust settles
Will you still be looking for water
Wastelands are for the devils
The sky is for the slaughter
As above
So below
So shall the skies eat away the sun
As it scorches the flesh of the Earth
A havenless pit
Where dreams go to die
A frivolous gorge
Of decay and rot
What should have never been
Think as far back as you can imagine
A gift from the moon
A plague upon the stars
A fashion statement for the worst
You sure look good in red
Will you be my date to our funeral
Wear that fucking dress
Can they call you mother
Will they ever call me father
Wait until they see our garden
Wait until they try the drugs
We can keep them here forever
We can keep them here forever
Wastelands are for the devils
The sky is for the slaughter
As above
So below
So shall the skies eat away the sun
Will you be my date to our funeral
Wear that fucking dress
Can they call you mother
Will they ever call me father
What will we learn
That Heaven is a humanless place on Earth
I'm hoping that none of you survive
I'm hoping none of you remember the truth
Every carcass buried in the dirt
Is a dead reflection of you
Life is the grave you choose
I hope you drown in soil
I hope you taste the worms
Come with us under the surface
Let us pray for you
Let us pray for you
You were out all night drinking again
I can see it in your eyes
The onset of our manmade death
We are more sick from the outside
When the dust settles
Will you still be looking for water
Wastelands are for the devils
The sky is for the slaughter
As above
So below
So shall the skies eat away the sun
As it scorches the flesh of the Earth
A havenless pit
Where dreams go to die
A frivolous gorge
Of decay and rot
What should have never been
Think as far back as you can imagine
A gift from the moon
A plague upon the stars
A fashion statement for the worst
You sure look good in red
Will you be my date to our funeral
Wear that fucking dress
Can they call you mother
Will they ever call me father
Wait until they see our garden
Wait until they try the drugs
We can keep them here forever
We can keep them here forever
Wastelands are for the devils
The sky is for the slaughter
As above
So below
So shall the skies eat away the sun
Will you be my date to our funeral
Wear that fucking dress
Can they call you mother
Will they ever call me father
What will we learn
That Heaven is a humanless place on Earth
I'm hoping that none of you survive
I'm hoping none of you remember the truth
Every carcass buried in the dirt
Is a dead reflection of you
Life is the grave you choose
I hope you drown in soil
I hope you taste the worms
Come with us under the surface
Let us pray for you
Let us pray for you
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Writer(s): Corey Borger
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