Locust Spawning

Locusts are coming

Spine will twist, heads will cave

I am the funeral dancer on the outer wave

The outer wave

Spine will twist, heads will cave

I am the funeral dancer on the outer wave

The outer wave

Plastic heads with painted sockets

And death rode through the sky like a rocket

Everything dies so fast, so this is it

You're a dead motherfucker wading through a world of shit

With dust on your lips, tell me do you exist

You were born to die like this

Chins smeared red with conspiracy

The fiends nod off after bloodsex and blasphemy

You were born to die like this for me

Chin smeared red with conspiracy

With dust on your lips, tell me do you exist

Pale spirits laughing into the abyss

You were born to die like this

You were born to die like this

With dust on your lips, tell me do you exist

Pale spirits laughing into the abyss

You were born to die like this, baby

You were born to die like this

Naked and tripping, killing flowers

Empty is the urge to devour

I'm dead bored with your deathless blues

Scream for me, and I'll die for you

I'm dead bored with your deathless blues

Scream for me, I'll die for you

Devour, devour

Devour, devour

Devour, devour

Devour, devour

Devour

Devour

Devour

Devour