For a curse you wear it well, beach front property in hell
Maybe i don't need your help no more, there's nothing left worth taking
Everything that wasn't nailed down (Is gone), if there's ever any doubt
Just to what the myth amounts, return to the poison well, how to bottle
How to sell, we've nothing left for you but untapped venom
Maybe just f*ck off, commodified remains, primordial carrion is not for sale
There's no one left worth waking, f*ck it all just burn the mother down
There no sense in the taming, god damn just put 'em in the ground