Original lyrics

EN

Woke up with a dagger in my chest The gods tried to lay me to rest They can try all they want They can try their best — my skin is too thick Oh sister You slit the throat of the lamb — spilling those warm words all over me Well, I cut the head off the Serpent While I was still alive and wreathing inside of it You got to make friends with the grave Before you go around the bend You got to drag your coffin with We'll bury you at the end You say I got a blasphemous tongue Well honey, there ain't no song that ain't been sung And when you speak you spew out snakes — you've got that horrible forked tongue Well I've driven my heel into the heads of serpents much bigger and heavier than you Yeah, you could stone me if I'm wrong 'Cause I wouldn't mind getting stoned if I could kill the people that I loathe You got to make friends with the grave Before you go around the bend You got to drag your coffin with We'll bury you at the end