Dirty Hole

I saw the grave stones

I saw nine year old boys

Somehow I knew

They hated me

You can live as long as you want to live

Lately all I want is to be in your hole

Sleep without a dream

As cold as it seems

It's my destiny

How many men have been

In your sacred hole

(How many dead men god)

(How many dead men god)

(How many dead men god)

(How many dead men god)

(How many dead men god)

(How many dead men)

(How many dead men god)

(How many dead men)

(How many dead men god)

(How many dead men)

(How many dead men god)

(How many dead men)

As I spread her thighs

My life flashes before my eyes

Soothing, disturbing

I'm intoxicated with fear

How many men have died

In your dirty hole

How many lay dead

How many men lay dead

From this killing hole

(How many dead men god)

(How many dead men god)