Prurient
Pious Killing Floor
[Verse 1]
Tracing the curvature
Of a blood drenched implement
Searching for a name in the carrion
A violence filled pit
[Verse 2]
It all stares back at me
The cold
The void
The power
The cold
The void
The power
That I once gave is fucking gnawing
[Verse 3]
I gave the power to what I became
I gave the power to what I became
I gave the power to what I became
And now there's nothing fuckin left