Burial Bliss

Against these files You're necro civilization The debris he makes Chapels from the deep call my name You will not understand The age of sickness from beyond the wasteland Breathe in trash clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Our answer will remain justified Run, now run around The circles will not be broken A death of my own, your necro civilization The debris he makes alone Chapels from the deep call my name Drink the drink clean and natural I believe you to bask in confusion Run, now run around The circles will not be broken