These are the sentiments
Of a cold-blooded cynic
So believe me when I say
I would love nothing more

Than for everything
To end unpleasantly
Concrete shoes, rising tide
Grey skies let none survive

Don't say I didn't warn you

I would rather see your face in hell
Than speak another word
Of this perfect world

I would rather see your face in hell
Than speak another word
Of this perfect world

Of this perfect world

Oh, to be buried beneath the waves
A sailor's grave is all I crave
Bury me
(Bury me)
5000 fathoms deep
And leave my bones for the depths
The sharpest teeth await our skin
The sharpest teeth await...
Bloodlust swarms upon our worthless existence

The Devil's teeth
(The Devil's teeth)
The Devil's teeth beneath our skin
Whispering of silent vengeance
Blood debts remain unpaid

Now every breath of life has been betrayed
Every ideal has rusted through

Nothing we hold brings solace
Feed us to the sharks
So let nothing remain
Feed us to the sea

To be buried beneath the waves
A sailors grave it's all I crave
Bury me
(Bury me)
5000 fathoms deep
And leave my bones for the depths

There's blood in the water
(Sinking, always, sinking)
There's blood in the water
(Sinking, always, sinking)
There's blood in the water

I would rather see your face in hell
Than speak another word
Of this perfect fucking world