Dead in the dirt
Leave me be
Now I breathe the air
That the demons breathe
And they sing to me
So don't pull me up
From the bottom
The filth
I need to stay
I've been to th...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
Paralyzed by the overwhelming sense of failure
The weight of guilt and the dirt beneath my fingernails
I can't erase your stench from my skin
I'll never let you get away with what ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
For shepherds we shall be
Leaders and liars cultivating the weak
Numb and trembling, hand in hand
Cowards we walk in shame
Bound to possessions like a noose on our throats
We ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
Leave the room
It was empty before and it is empty still
Cross bearer
Lost prayer
Lord give me nothing, I've already lost my will
To begin our end, never again
The nature of ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
You don't know fucking pain
Distance is deafening and a dreamer can dream
But the privileged get a pass and kick the shit downstream
The sheltered have the shelter
Keeps em...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
[2X]
FLATLINING.
I learn to live with the loss
Take a pound of flesh as an offering
I learn to live with the loss
I see god in violence
I see truth in suffering
Build ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
Lay me deep in the mountain
Frozen limbs collapse as they climb
The impossible horizon
My will is broken
My eyes have seen what they've always known
Every man has a shadow beh...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
This is Hell on Earth
Everything reduced to ash
In the name of God
For the good of the common man
If the Devil deals in death, I will sell my soul
To watch you die
To see you burn
...Read Full Lyrics
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I watched a man die in the cold
He slept in the street
We left him there with nothing to eat
I watched a man burn in the coals
Shoveling shit into a furnace
Trading a check fo...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
Do you feel numb, or are you really just over it?
Old timer. Slave driver. Crack the whip while they sink our ship
Clocking in, work till the bones ache. No warmth so the hands s...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy