Boneyards

These are the sentiments
Of a cold blooded cynic
So believe me when I say
I would love nothing more.

Than for everything
To end unpleasantly
Concrete shoes, rising tide
Grey skies let none survive
Go.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

I would rather see your face in Hell
Than speak another word of this perfect world.

I would rather see your face in Hell
Than speak another word of this perfect world.

Of this perfect world.

Oh, to be buried beneath the waves
A sailors grave is all I crave.

Bury me (bury me) 5000 fathoms deep
And leave my bones for the depths.

The sharpest teeth await our skin
The sharpest teeth await...
Bloodlust swarms upon our worthless existence.

The Devil's teeth (the Devil's teeth)
The Devil's teeth beneath our skin
Whispering of silent vengeance
Blood debts remain unpaid.

Now every breath of life has been betrayed
Every ideal has rusted through.

Nothing we hold brings solace
Feed us to the sharks
So let nothing remain
Feed us to the sea.

To be buried beneath the waves
A sailors grave it's all I crave
Bury me (bury me) 5000 fathoms deep
And leave my bones for the depths.

There's blood in the water
(sinking, always, sinking)
There's blood in the water
(sinking, always, sinking).

There's blood in the water.

I would rather see your face in Hell
Than speak another word
Of this perfect fucking world.