DEAD IN THE DIRT LYRICS

1. The Screaming Wind

As I slip into death's black grip
Submission into infinite
My rope has tightened
I'm drowning in flames
My last hope lays silent
And my deeds erased
Cross out my name
And cast my dust
As I descend into my final domain
Although I'm at my end
I will become the screaming wind

2. Bastards Of The Bleak

Our cult our rite
This last light dies

From the desolate black
Flies to the cross... a knife in his back

In this ceremony of towering flames
Bastards of the bleak, exsanguinate the weak
Carve your name and haunt their mind
Forever ingrained in every memory

With hands clasped, we encircle
To worship the darkness, we create
Spill their blood, collapse their faith
A reflection of your undying hate

3. Disease

I'll be branded as a pariah
Cast out scapegoat ripped from the wings
Cascading down in flames
To the place where limits end
Quarantined from delusions
While another regret is fat on your plate
The executioner raises his hand
And the gallows grin graces another man
Vain escape
No cure for the work week disease
One less regret
One less rope around my neck

What liberty exists in being the master
And the slave
Always against the grain
Remain outnumbered

4. Two Flames

Two flames in the endless expanse
A presence within my eternal abyss
Parallel paths in nothingness
A rope stretched between past and future

All my moments collapse into one
Suspended in my devotion
Forever burning by your side
This embrace does not stop at death

5. Burden Of Life

Grief pain emptiness despair
Breathing in unison
I bind myself to shadow
The sum of my years to dust

6. Can They Suffer?

Thrown into this filth routine
Baring their teeth, hammer comes down
Twist the knife, cut out their tongues
Blood drains down, when hung from rungs

"Can they suffer?"
Chained to the fucking floor
With the ravenous mouth screaming more
For this is the heartlessness of men
Victims of consumer convenience

Your fucking lies only serve
As proof of your hypocrisy
A tradition built upon
Pure barbarity
Moral contradiction
No hope for humanity

With a heart able to feel pain and loneliness
With mind able to understand love and fear
Is this tradition worth the lives it's taken?

For every life liberation.

7. Biting At The Binds

Ceaseless work bending me to the ground
Days bled dry by the hired hounds
I'm breaking my teeth
Biting where I'm bound

8. Sever The Tie

The vast reach of the police
Brutalized another gay man
While you stand complacent on the streets
I'll sever the tie to the keeper's hand
The hand that keeps us snuffed out
And choking at the throats
Is the same that rapes and abuses
And keeps us lined in rows

9. Skin Graft

[originally by Left For Dead]

10. Fear

Denial of choice
No right or wrong love
Absolute christian extermination
Condemning a stranger
Picketing a funeral
Look in the mirror the filth is red on your hands

The mouth of ignorance on the curb of the cross
We stomp the truth into the deeply lost.







DEAD IN THE DIRT LYRICS