كلمات Decomposing Deity Dance Hall

I find my mind wandering aimless Weighted heavy by a mushroom cloud miasma Of stolen micturations and rotting leaves A mouth like a storm drain Teeth caked with the soils and cast-offs of autumn Gargling through a slough of interrupted dreams The colour here is nondescript Leached of sense and purpose Heart riding shotgun in a hijacked hearse At the head of the serpent The body's in the back A lifetime on your back Piss and vinegar as spirit dressing More than happy to embrace the grave We took all your used up gods out the back of Eden And did the decent thing They're all gathered, shattered craniums draining Lolling tongues intoning the grave mass Amongst the filth and roots And sashaying worms Befouling the feral carpet Of this decomposing deity dance hall It's a stateless carrion nosedive All just a race to nature's basement I really dig graves