Iron Clad

When shadows are broken
My face could melt like this
Malted bile addiction
Flowing from my lips

And of the rose
My heart, my throne
I will not bear the day
I walk a maze

Spawn a savior dressed in filth
Filth and Naugahyde
I walk a maze

Iron clad in Naugahyde

When you had spoken
To taint my thrill of life, the knife, the knife
Then tap my infection
Venom sweet tonight
I walk a maze

Iron clad in Naugahyde
Iron clad, my Naugahyde

Worn fingers pointing
To my promise land
To give all of my flesh
To live