Come down for a minute Touch the grass on the other side Meet the devil who is your host Strike down what you believe in Get it done with a gun When I'm in hell you can talk to my ghost
Reach out for what is nothing The grass is red just for a while Reason burns behind the wall
It will pass in a minute Eggs will hatch inside your head Your little feeble body soon will crawl
Can you feel it itch Can you feeil it so divine When blood is pissing down your spine
There's no turning back Your infected blood will boil Cuz you walked on rotten soil
It's hard to take a stand but It's harder to take a fall Open the lid of your own casket
