Dis

A landslide of hell is upon us
Sit back and laugh as it destroys everything you hold dear
Don't think you can make it as a shell
We all die, we all die, that's it
Those who sing freedom songs bide their time
Nothing we can do to make it better than this

Bones atrophy through time
I'd give up mine
Put me in formaldehyde
I'm going the extra mile

Bring me back some peace of mind
Something not infected with "I"

The well can always get deeper before it gets dry
Well that's a fucking lie

Let it out feel the blood wholly soaking into the ground slowly
Let it out feel the blood wholly soaking into the ground
Let it out feel the blood wholly - I purge myself of this
Let it out feel the unknowing

Seeding, direct sow, growing, germination
The Pit

This breed is killing
Killing itself
But only as fast as
As it decided
Ignorance is bliss
My blood is in the pit
My blood is in the garden
Ignorance is bliss
A landslide of hell is upon us



Credits
Writer(s): Alan Brucke
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