wither Lyrics

My mind is dark and morbid, like the black blood in my veins

Demeanor's stark and sordid, like I just love the fucking pain

I think it's time to sort it, but this life doesn't seem to change

My thinking's quite contorted, but this time is mine to waste

They said I'll do fine where the mindless reside

But I heard that's there's peace, just on the other side

They said I'm not right, I should hide less inside

But I have come to love this flawed design

No control as the death toll grows

Cerebral as the mental shows

And saves a little face

Forgotten the taste of disgrace

Displaced

With a bad taste in my mouth

These riveting tales, from this withering hell

The blistering smell, of flesh turned to shale

Life isn't well, time doesn't tell

This is the sound, of misery spells

Deep in the ground, where pertinence drowns

A cadence profound, within and throughout

And I never had a doubt, what death was about

But I'm know I'm headed down, to its starving hellmouth

No doubt

Withered and straight profound

Tripping around the town, with that .44 sound

Heavy lies the crown, or heavy lies thyself

Better bow the fuck down to The Corpse Unbound