1.The Riverbank
Grey Britain is burning down
we'll be buried alive, before we drown
the queen is dead, so is the crown
the shallow grave, fit for the ground
stick your coffins in the riverbed
where all our sins are laid to rest
set alight to the flag we used to fly
god help us now, we are ready... to die
2.London Is The Reason
We are the rats and we run this town
We are the black plague bearing down
We have no fear
We have no pity
We hate you
We hate this city.
Every mistake you have ever made
The bodies you thought would never need graves
They pave the gutters of london town
Until the streets become a feeding ground.
London is the reason.
London is the reason.
London is the reason.
We are the rats and we run this town
We are the black plague bearing down
We have no fear
We have no pity
We hate you
We hate this city.
The river Thames is running dry
The bodies have been piled high
All the corpses washed up on the shores
We'll drag them out because they are yours.
London is the reason.
London is the reason.
London is the reason.
We are the rats and we run this town
We are the black plague bearing down
We have no fear
We have no pity
We hate you
We hate this city.
London is the reason
When it burns down
We'll be tried for treason.
London is the reason
When it burns down
We'll be tried for treason.
London is the reason
When it burns down
We'll be tried for treason.
London is the reason
When it burns down
We'll be tried for treason.
3.Leeches
Forget yourselves.
You're all going to burn in hell.
You have no redeeming features.
Cold Blooded.
Love Leeches.
If your hands could talk,
They'd choke themselves to death
Before they were caught
They have seen the horror.
I don't drink the wine
And I can't stomach the lies.
A million Hail Mary's won't save you now
We're burning all your churches down.
I don't drink the wine
And I can't stomach the lies.
A million Hail Mary's won't save you now
We're burning all your churches down.
4.Black Eyes
I keep a fresh razor blade in the sole of my shoe
It helps when I get stuck thinking of you.
Hands and knees
Head on the floor.
Doubled up.
So sore.
Everything is falling apart.
I stopped living when I drained my heart
Cracked ribs.
Split lips.
I know where you live.
Everything is turning black
They ate my bones so you can't go back
Clawed feet.
Black beaks.
I know where you live.
Drink the poison.
Trace the veins
Your saviours will not be saved.
You got the devils mouth and it's full of lies.
Black eyes.
5.I Dread The Night
6.Death Voices
Drag your crosses through the ground
Pull the carcass to the hound
The ship we wrecked is going down.
The weather is a bitch and tonight she howls.
Remember me as you pass by
Cause you are now and once was I
Cause I am now, so you will be
Prepare for death, follow me.
Four nails, Four corners,
Four riders and Four horses.
Bring me famine, Bring me death,
Bring me war and pestilence
Throw your fists, to the ground,
beat by beat as the blows rain down
This is the cold plain world we made for ourselves.
The bed we made is a grave in hell.
Remember me as you pass by
So you are now so once was I
Cause I am now, so you will be
Prepare for death, follow me.
The sky tears open and it pours with blood,
The moon turns red and the streets will flood.
Dig up your casket, fill it with stones.
This is the end of the world and we are bringing it home.
Four nails, Four corners,
Four riders and Four horses.
Bring me famine, Bring me death,
Bring me war and pestilence.
Throw your fists, to the ground,
beat by beat as the blows rain down
This is the cold plain world we made for ourselves,
The bed we made is a grave in hell.
So kill yourself cause there ain't nothing else.
Go on and fucking kill yourself.
Four nails, Four corners,
Four riders and Four horses.
Four tales, Death Voices.
No love or corpses.
Throw your fists, down to the ground,
beat by beat as the blows rain down
This is the cold plain world we made for ourselves,
The bed we made is a grave in hell.
So kill yourself cause there ain't nothing else.
Go on and fucking kill yourself.
7.The Vulture (Acts I ＆ II)
When you work for the father
Your sin is never saved
You carry the net,
and he holds the spade.
You will drag the lakes
And he will rob the graves.
You will be remembered.
No-one will speak your name.
Cursed are the places you have been,
You lead us there and forced us in..
Take the girls
to become the daughters.
If the horses wont drink
drown them in the water.
When you work for the father
Your sin is never saved
You carry the net,
and he holds the spade.
You will drag the lakes
And he will rob the graves.
You will be remembered.
No-one will speak your name.
Cursed are the places you have been,
You lead us there and forced us in..
Take the girls
to become the daughters.
If the horses wont drink
drown them in the water.
8.The Riverbed
9.The Great Forgiver
When I died I walked into the light,
but what I saw I didn't like.
Well I went to heaven but I didn't go in.
They don't condemn the sinners they condemn the sin.
Heaven is full of fucking scum,
if they live like pigs they will die like one.
There will never be enough forgivness.
St Peter I must confess,
i'm more of a devil than my life suggests,
Tell god its appreciated but I was born in hell,
hell is where we made it.
And if god is a great forgiver,
then all the scum will be there with me.
They bury the men but not the sin,
they just say a prayer.
And take them with them,
Heaven is full of fucking scum,
if they live like pigs they will die like one.
There will never be enough forgiveness.
St Peter I must confess,
i'm more of a devil than my life suggests,
Tell god its appreciated but I was born in hell,
hell is where we made it.
St Peter I must confess,
i'm more of a devil than my life suggests,
Tell god its appreciated but I was born in hell,
hell is where we made it.
10.Graves
11.Queensberry Rules
12.Misery
Misery fucking loves me
And her love her so.
She is the cold embrace,
No escape,
When I'm left alone.
Misery fucking loves me
And I love her too
She is the dying breath
Of nothing left
That I've become accustomed to.
There is nothing left for me
I want to kill myself
Just for relief
Black cloud,
death shroud
weight of the world,
dragging me down
I have nothing to offer anyone
coming undone
misery, is my only friend,
she's a cold fucking slut,
but she is not the end.
Misery fucking loves me
But I love her more
She is the last light
The dark night,
Noose round my neck
The hole in the floor
There is nothing left for me
I want to kill myself just for relief
Black cloud
death shroud
weight of the world,
dragging me down
I have nothing to offer anyone
coming undone
misery is my only friend
she is a cold fucking slut,
but she is not the end
Misery fucking loves us
AND WE LOVE HER TOO
Misery fucking loves us
AND WE LOVE HER TOO
Misery fucking loves us
AND WE LOVE HER TOO
Misery fucking loves us
AND WE LOVE HER TOO
13.Crucifucks
Nail the bodies to the crucifix,
slit the throats of all the priests.
The last smile they will ever expect
a gaping hole running right through their neck.
Snakes get fat while the good rats die,
all the pigs should be bled dry.
Who's with me？
All your sins will be forgiven
when your blood begins to thicken.
You have the answers to our questions,
god bless this great depression.
The snakes get fat while the good rats die,
and all the pigs should be bled dry.
Who's with me？
Throw the bodies into the streets,
nothing more than rotten meat.
Taught not to bite the hand that feeds,
Til its cold and dry and no longer bleeds.
The snakes get fat while the good rats die,
so all the pigs should be bled dry.
The London metropolitan,
all the fucking clergy men,
child abusers, national front,
rapists, racists, all fucking scum.
And they march hand in hand
to rape our green and pleasant land.
Dust to dust, earth to earth,
the new born babies drowned at birth.
And there's no future for England's son,
there nine years old and they all carry guns.
Take out your crowbars, take out your knives,
drain out your blood we all deserve to die.
It's time for us to take a stand,
we are dying on our knees in this grey broken land.
And all the martyrs they have convinced themselves,
that death ain't a sin when your living in hell.
There ain't no glory and there ain't no hope,
we will hang ourselves, just show us the rope.
There ain't no scapegoats left to blame.
We brought this on ourselves,
and we could have been the change.
Great Britain is fucking dead so cut our throats,
end our lives, lets fucking start again.
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