Boneyards -

These are the sentiments

Of a cold-blooded cynic

So believe me when I say

I would love nothing more

Than for everything

To end unpleasantly

Concrete shoes, rising tide

Grey skies let none survive

Don’t say I didn’t warn you

I would rather see your face in hell

Than speak another word

Of this perfect world

I would rather see your face in hell

Than speak another word

Of this perfect world

Of this perfect world

Oh, to be buried beneath the waves

A sailor’s grave is all I crave

Bury me

(Bury me)

5000 fathoms deep

And leave my bones for the depths

The sharpest teeth await our skin

The sharpest teeth await…

Bloodlust swarms upon our worthless existence

The Devil’s teeth

(The Devil’s teeth)

The Devil’s teeth beneath our skin

Whispering of silent vengeance

Blood debts remain unpaid

Now every breath of life has been betrayed

Every ideal has rusted through

Nothing we hold brings solace

Feed us to the sharks

So let nothing remain

Feed us to the sea

To be buried beneath the waves

A sailors grave it’s all I crave

Bury me

(Bury me)

5000 fathoms deep

And leave my bones for the depths

There’s blood in the water

(Sinking, always, sinking)

There’s blood in the water

(Sinking, always, sinking)

There’s blood in the water

I would rather see your face in hell

Than speak another word

Of this perfect fucking world