Текст песни 44 - Shredhead

Start with stealing a body
Followed by a soul
Hidden too deep under the black earth
A demon's birth
Close to the end but undying
Innocence hasn't paid the toll
There is no brighter future left for you

Raw, plain, suffering
Revolting and obscene
And no one pays

The end is coming
The tides are turning
A broken jaw whispers a name
Newborn lying on the floor
Learned to count to forty four
Wet, cold and mangled

Skin was cut with a finger
Smoke fills every crack
Broken bones that will never be healed
And burns that won't scab
Do you believe in a Kami?
All powerful hate
No amount of begging on this earth
Could change your fate

Raw, plain, suffering
Revolting and obscene
And no one pays

The end is coming
The tides are turning
A broken jaw whispers a name
Newborn lying on the floor
Learned to count to forty four
Wet, cold and mangled

Exhausted of counting, the days had turned to nothing
A newborn, a body, a scream that no one ever heard
A final last triumph, returning to the earth

The end is coming
The tides are turning
A broken jaw whispers a name