Madder Mortem - Omnivore Lyrics
Oh, little figures that toil under weather and sunYour backbreaking labor is earning you nothing but hopes undoneHere nothing is sacred; what pride there is left will not holdThe price of your failure is shown in the trinkets that weigh you downI'm swimming in obscenity that gives me not one second's peaceMirror all my faults and flaws, crack jokes at all that I'm made ofWeeping in our restless sleep, we're dreaming of lucidity and peaceAll good withers and diesWe seized it all, only to let goThe empty winners drowning in the flowWe are all forlornRiddle is solving itself as I kneel and devourThe strength of the terror will never relieve you of crawling onSmall voices are prying at secrets I don't want to sharePathetic and sweet, all remorse is cut off with the leech that bleeds meAll good withers and dies in our handsWe seized it all, only to let goThe empty sinners drowning in the flowI'm swimming in obscenity that gives me not one second's peaceMirror all my faults and flaws, crack jokes at all that I'm made ofThe silent heartstone at my feet: we're gagged and bound and incompleteNothing holds in what we are, our filth and greed has come too farThe great deceit, the greater made by truth well hid in words and shadesTen letters on my stony bed to witness every mouthful fed'Cause I am the one who will rip you apartSo die
