Dead and Buried Songtext
von Jungle Rot
Dead and Buried Songtext
To be alive, it was told to me -
I must conform, you can′t expect me -
To live a life, that doesn't make sense -
In my own world, you′re a death sentence -
I don't hear, what you teach them -
Your words could not lead me to innocence -
You can try, you can't stop me -
Dead and buried is the last sight you will see -
My mind is set, on killing you -
You cannot run, I will find you -
Your hands are tied, your mouth taped shut -
The screams unheard, six feet underground -
Dead and buried underground -
Try to scream, won′t hear a sound -
Dead and buried underground -
What′s left of you a dirt mount -
Dead and buried underground -
Dead and buried underground - So many victims, so little time to choose -
I have to kill, my mind's blown a fuse -
There is no reason, except the taste of blood -
The rotting carnage, it fills me full of hate -
I′ll hunt you down, I will not stop -
Until your rotting corpse is sunken beneath my feet -
You try to hide, you will fail -
The taste of death too strong, killing is sweet -
Caskets, lowered into wormy earth -
Family, weeping tears of blood -
Cold rain, turning dirt to mud -
Preacher, vomits his last rites -
Citizens are watching in horror -
Caskets, with blood is spilling over-
Bodies crunched and pressed together -
Stench of humon rot and putrid -
Dead and buried underground.
I must conform, you can′t expect me -
To live a life, that doesn't make sense -
In my own world, you′re a death sentence -
I don't hear, what you teach them -
Your words could not lead me to innocence -
You can try, you can't stop me -
Dead and buried is the last sight you will see -
My mind is set, on killing you -
You cannot run, I will find you -
Your hands are tied, your mouth taped shut -
The screams unheard, six feet underground -
Dead and buried underground -
Try to scream, won′t hear a sound -
Dead and buried underground -
What′s left of you a dirt mount -
Dead and buried underground -
Dead and buried underground - So many victims, so little time to choose -
I have to kill, my mind's blown a fuse -
There is no reason, except the taste of blood -
The rotting carnage, it fills me full of hate -
I′ll hunt you down, I will not stop -
Until your rotting corpse is sunken beneath my feet -
You try to hide, you will fail -
The taste of death too strong, killing is sweet -
Caskets, lowered into wormy earth -
Family, weeping tears of blood -
Cold rain, turning dirt to mud -
Preacher, vomits his last rites -
Citizens are watching in horror -
Caskets, with blood is spilling over-
Bodies crunched and pressed together -
Stench of humon rot and putrid -
Dead and buried underground.
Writer(s): Chris Djurici, Jim Bell, Dave Matrise, Jim Garcia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com