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Born from the rot in the cracks of the earth
Blood in my teeth since the second of birth
No halo, no peace, just a mouth full of knives
Cut through the chains while I’m burning alive
Static in my head like a swarm of flies
Ink in my skin like a curse in disguise
Every breath’s war, I’m a ****ing disease
Pray to your god while you’re down on your knees
I hear the dirt sing my name…
Every grain tastes the same…
FIRE IN MY BLOOD — LET THE GRAVE DUST RISE
BITE DOWN HARD WITH THE BLACK HOLE EYES
DRAG ME DOWN DEEP WHERE THE SHADOWS ARE BORN
I AM THE SON OF THE PLAGUE — ROTBORN!
Razor in the moonlight, slice through your spine
Rust on my tongue when I’m tasting your crime
Carve my fate with the nails in the coffin
**** your prayers, they don’t stop the rot in
Chains start snapping, I’m breaking the seal
Every cut bleeds ‘cause I want it to feel
Through the smoke, I choke, but I grin at the flame
I don’t want peace — I just want your name
No gods, no saviors, no holy hands
Just dirt, and worms, and broken plans
Dig me up when the red moon burns
I’ll crawl back out when the whole world turns
FIRE IN MY BLOOD — LET THE GRAVE DUST RISE
BITE DOWN HARD WITH THE BLACK HOLE EYES
DRAG ME DOWN DEEP WHERE THE SHADOWS ARE BORN
I AM THE SON OF THE PLAGUE — ROTBORN!
**** the sky.
**** the sun.
**** every living thing.
The dirt is home… and I’m never leaving.
