Flea Ridden

While still, it grows and breaths

Stairs down, the peering eye

The mountain claims its feed

Consuming all that dwells inside

I see it written on

These walls I hear it in the wind

Tides high the moon is drawn

We'll sit back and watch it all fall in

I know

We're falling down

So low, into the ground

I know,

We're falling down

So low, deep in the

The world's not dying

We're simply killing ourselves slowly fully trying

To dismembers all our heads

No cone of silence

It's written right there on the walls of time will fry us

Fair duce, you'd understand that call

I know

We're falling down

So low, into the ground

I know,

We're falling down

So low, deep in the

Another handshake, another slippery palm is greased

Upon a grande view, your worth is all it costs to feast

With seasons changing, not long until it wakes and shakes

These fleas unphasing, one mighty scratch is all it takes

 

The awakening

Watch this hound dog fire up

Death up scathing

And scratch it's ass, scratch these cunts right off

I know

We're falling down

So low, into the ground

I know,

We're falling down

So low, deep in the

Ground

Well I know, well I know, well I know

Deep in the Ground