Downtown

Raggedy men and children
Skin the sheep of the soiled land
Do not come to a quest
Set for a stake, no regret
Pull up a blade to appease the disease
Knock and kill, down south
Fueled by foul smell
Pull out the rug, work the crop
On a lost race that we breed
Rips and blossoms in bloom
Welcome to the funeral of desolate
Exhuming the human body
How does the raggedy man feel?
To my bones, the desert home
Murder, they kill, they murder, they desert us
Knock and kill, down south
Fueled by foul smell
Death in his face, death
In the deepest of tragedy
Work the soil, cross the ditch
Spirits rise from the earth
Flames will rise from the cross of a box
You can be clean, still we're
Knocking across your face
Lying down, crawling in
Poisoned, foul, and blazered
Storing death-ridden waste
Death through disgrace
Cavest in the deserted
Murder, carry on, cross the desert
Knock and kill, down south
Fueled by foul smell
Death as moral conclusion
Bodies near perfume
Worship the lamb with your bodies
Carrying the scent of survival
Angels mark the 14th
Feeding the damned
Shake the flaming dirt
Dirt, you must know your life
Seeds of the soiled land
Seeds of the untold
Seeds of the blood-soaked flesh
Seeds of the seedless
Knock and kill, down south
Fueled by foul smell