The Tombs of My Fear
I feel the bug once again in my blood
Filled with tons of attraction for death
Haunting my shadow with sand, soot and dirt
Hook in the mouth in the mud
He's back
To paint my soul in black
He's back
To slay this town
He's got his family way south of hell
Underneath all the tombs of my fear
His boots made for walking are falling apart
Crawl in the piss and the blood
