Watch me come alive on sour ground
The stench of all that once went up now must come down
And crush us where we tread
Quite insane
The pay in pain
Costly suffering
Twisting
Draining
Containing the contents of your soul
Quite insane
The pay in pain
Costly suffering
Twisting
Draining
Containing the contents of your soul
Claiming
Maiming
The gazing that will seize total control
We all escape
The conscience gapes
It never finds it save
Until our lonely grave
Until our lonely grave
I am the perisher
Abuser of your dreams
I am the perisher I am the perisher
The great negator of your needs
On this it feeds
I am the perisher I am the perisher
Abuser of your dreams Abuser of your dreams
I am the perisher I am the perisher
The great negator of your needs
On this it feeds