The Hateful Half-Dozen

Mycelia


Never lay to rest
The sin, the hard toil
Your faith's a fucking disgrace
The gasping, the choking throat snaps
It's coming back

Boil

Unfaithful to your god
It mustn't ever be enough
Hand around the neck
It's coming back

Boil

Unfaithful and disloyal
It mustn't ever be enough
It will come back to take you down

Take you down

Your sons and your daughters won't remember you
You won't be sanctified, yeah

Rising distress
I'm not impressed
Fuck your martyrdom, fuck your afterlife
The sin, the hard toil
Never rest

Never lay to rest
Boil
The sin, the hard toil
It's going to come back for you


Writer/s: Marc Jonas Trummer