Interpret:

Morbid Angel

Album:

Ignominious

[Music: Azagthoth/Lyrics: Vincent] 


Where the slime live
Where the slime breed
When the wind blows
And the cradle falls ‒ down!


Their poison fingers
That wrote the poison lines
Their poison lingers
What a tragedy, huh
When their fingers are removed


Where the slime live
Where the slime live


Where the slime live
(They are the lowest forms of life)
Where the slime breed
(They make a new one too corrupted)
When the wind blows
(The winds of truth are blowing now)
And the cradle falls ‒ down!


Their burning dogma
Introducing to our mind ‒ lies!
They plot for the total control of the morals
And what a tragedy, huh
When the "god-heads" are removed.


They crawl
They breed
They hide
But we see


They burn
I see the smoke of the funerals rising
God lives
In their heads now laid to rest, huh!


What a sight
As their kingdom comes tumbling down
We burn
The ones with contrite souls be gone, huh!


Long gone are the filthy liars
Long gone are their filthy lies
I know they'll come again some day
Where the slime live
And how the slime gets washed away
Hahahahahaha!