Paroles de ​Bog Walker (feat. Sam Sawyer)

Insects crawl over eyes and teeth Rotten dirt and rotten leaves Bodies writhe under the soil Not long for this mortal coil Drying blood covers logs like moss We met our fate at any cost Rotting meat for rotting dogs The planet's problems have been solved Rest well aside the graves Fed to the worms Harvest the blood from the crypts Cherish the first sip Hunted 'neath a poison Moon You live to serve the formless one I can't explain the darkness of the grave I can't explain our mistakes I can't explain the darkness of the grave I can't explain, explain our mistakes I can't explain the darkness of the grave I can't explain, we cannot be saved The flesh remembers the wrath of nature We till the soil while the corpses spoil Blinded by the darkness Strangled by the vines You'll find no peace in sunlight The roots eclipse its shine Dying amongst the weeds Grind the dirt into your knees Dying amongst the weeds No blood left for me to bleed Dying amongst the weeds This world will do as they please Dying amongst the weeds Feel the flames burning the leaves Dying amongst the weeds Dying amongst the weeds Dying amongst the weeds