The Articulate Dead Songtext
von Black Moth

This acid world is burning all my kind
Hear the fever screaming for the light
Transcend the words defile space and time
I owe you every thought born in my mind
I like you and you know it
You′re fucked, but you try not to show it
Your words can thrill my soul like no other voice
Your deaf to whisper drowns out modern noise
You set me free, I am your slave
Don't make a space for one more in your sweet grave
I like you and you know it You′re dead but try not to show it
Christians soldiers fill us with doubt
They dig you deep and shut you out
You and I, they counter-defeat
We can be together, dead meat
Dead meat
Dead meat
Dead meat
Dead meat
Dead meat