Siphon the Bad Blood
Don't bear your neck to the wolf, put your head underground
Our young worship the youth, put your hands underground
Sink this house and get out now, the winds come whispering in
Sink this house and get out now, the waves will crush within
No one leaves this world alive
Switch off the morbid thought, put my feet underground
A crushing chest from the fog of time, put my mind on ground
Sink this house and get out now, the winds come whispering in
Sink this house and get out now, the waves crush all within
No one leaves this world alive
Writer/s: Thomas Giles Rogers
