Digitus Medius 歌词

Low form of life yet higher than cheech Slower than time but way out of reach In the garden of waste there's nothing to sell Rotten the taste, acrid the smell Digitus medius This is for all that was Drink from the poison well You're more than welcome to Hell It's the language of the animals The dead and the unknown Hell Listen up for the tolling They're calling for you Burn This is the day of the wicked insane That make the world go Down That make the world go 'round Into the light they'll send you astray To the peak of the suffering heights and then come what may Live as you learn, you need to control Summon your fears, wave goodbye to your soul Digitus medius You're more than welcome to Hell It's the language of the animals The dead and the unknown Hell Listen up for the tolling They're calling for you Burn This is the day of the wicked insane That make the world go Down That make the world go 'round Burn Burn Burn We will bring you down My wit is getting strong in every way My longfinger's growing longer everyday One way, once and for all Into the abyss you fall Into the abyss you fall Burn Burn Burn We will bring you Hell And now make way for the king All hail him Hail I won't offer you a thing Don't fail him Burn Gonna take it all the way Medieval Down It's time to bring you down