Lying Deep

Lying cold in his arms.
Lying on clammy ground.
Lying old, time just passes by.
Lying in a... in a dark paradise.

Lying deep, six feet down.
Lying deep, six feet down.

How come you want that thrill.
How come it's your life you spill.
How come you bring out no good.
Why don't you hold back when you should?

Make your big swallow,
slap your arm right down,
wave your thumb sky high,
it's one way straight down.

Make your big swallow,
slap your arms right down,
wave your thumb sky high,
it's one way straight down.

Lying cold in his arms.
Lying on clammy ground.
Lying old and time, he passes by.
Lying in a... a dark paradise.

Go on, thrill seeking.
Go on, time is moving fast.
Go on, keep screaming.
Go on, you might not last.

Make your big swallow,
slap your hands right down,
raise your thumb sky high,
it's one way straight down.

Make your big swallow,
slap your hands right down,
raise your thumb sky high,
it's one way straight down.

Creaking bones that don't move,
lying weak with no help.
Feeling damp like water,
weeping, shrieking, crying out, turn around.
He wants your hand. He wants your hand.

With hearts that fall apart when you touch them.
He wants your hand. He wants your hand.

Lying cold in his arms no more.

"I am Satan"
"I am God"

"I am Satan"
"I am God"

"I am Satan"
"I am God"