The Undertaking!
Nostalgia Can Be A Nasty Beast
I was born to die. Everything is fine. Grace invade my life. I was born to die

Claiming to be a saint. Turning a blinded eye. No chance of getting innocent blood on you. Toxins dripping from your mouth. Alligators overran the sewers

Signs of Babylon. Prophesies of old. Break the earth in half. Alleluia. Trumpets sound