Take all 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 tides
Grey skies, let none survive
Go!
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, oh
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 serpent's teeth await our skin
The serpent's teeth await…
Blood runs through
Upon our worthless existence
Go!
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