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 m**********r
Wading through a
world of s**t
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...