Nickels is Money Too
by Carnifex
GO!!
COME ON!!
COME ON!!
Climbing into fire, her hands are forceful.
We're burying earth in earth.
White hands, soft hands: carefully.
This makes no sense.
We're burying earth in earth.
White hands, soft hands: carefully.
This makes no sense.
What's that sound I hear? (x4)
I'm lost in a state of confusion.
Oh ground.
I despise you, but rejoice in your essence(essence).
Envy will cease my sky.
Greed will cease my sky.
Here's a farmer that hung himself on the expectation of plenty
At this time I feel there is no bottom to earth.
Welcome to the museum of the dead(x2)
Endless gore becomes reality.(x2)
Tradition's dug the grave.
The inferno has commenced
Oh ground.
I despise you, but rejoice in your essence(essence).
Envy will cease my sky.
Greed will cease my sky.
Here's a farmer that hung himself on the expectation of plenty
At this time I feel there is no bottom to earth.
Welcome to the museum of the dead(x2)
Endless gore becomes reality.(x2)
Tradition's dug the grave.
The inferno has commenced