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ROT IN DESPAIR LYRICS
"Rot In Despair" (2004 EP)
1. Cold
2. The Curse
3. Envy The Dead
1. Cold
The cold touch
The steam from the fucking festering wounds
Picture the snow parting and your brain popping out
Frozen red, a gun pointed to jack frost's head
Crawling on hands and knees
Crawling through an eternal frost
'Til I reach the mud
Fingers bleeding mud caked nails break
Teeth chatter gums ooze blood
Empty, cold and alone
Can't find my hole, can't find my home
It stings, fuck it stings
Bitter air tearing at my limbs
Excruciating rape by bitter winds
2. The Curse
Do the bacteria talk? What do they say?
The lid on your face shields the eyes from dismay
The hand which grips mine so tight, grips only so for it is severed
Two skeletons intertwined, but one is less decayed
Where there once was hope, there are now only tears
Sand serpent slither, the sand is thy predator
Do the bacteria talk? What do they say?
3. Envy The Dead
A nameless face
In the battlefield of brains long gone
Head in hands
Envious of the dead
The bag's under my eyes
Reminder of regret and immense discomfort
The churning of my stomach
A picture of my heart's dismay
Why does the shepherd watch?
While the sheep are torn apart
Why am I nailed to the tree?
Because I walked my chosen path
The day in day out
Drone we call life
A sticker and a smile
Won't ease my agony
Why does the shepherd watch?
While the sheep are torn apart
Why am I nailed to the tree?
Because I walked my chosen path
A nameless face
In the battlefield of brains long gone
Head in hands
Envious of the dead
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