Worship Songtext
von Mothman

Open the vein and draw me out
Choke us from similar breath
You fuck the idea and leave it for dead
I cradle the corpse and prostrate to the bones


Monument the feeling
Nail my knees to the floor
Take all I have
Take all I am

They rise, you drop your jaw
You take willingly the flesh
Swallow blood

I watch you move on to the next
Onto the next