Digitus Medius - Entombed A.D.

Low form of life yet higher than cheech

Slower than time but way out of reach

In the garden of waste there’s nothing to sell

Rotten the taste, acrid the smell

Digitus medius

This is for all that was

Drink from the poison well

You’re more than welcome to

Hell

It’s the language of the animals

The dead and the unknown

Hell

Listen up for the tolling

They’re calling for you

Burn

This is the day of the wicked insane

That make the world go

Down

That make the world go 'round

Into the light they’ll send you astray

To the peak of the suffering heights and then come what may

Live as you learn, you need to control

Summon your fears, wave goodbye to your soul

Digitus medius

You’re more than welcome to

Hell

It’s the language of the animals

The dead and the unknown

Hell

Listen up for the tolling

They’re calling for you

Burn

This is the day of the wicked insane

That make the world go

Down

That make the world go 'round

Burn

Burn

Burn

We will bring you down

My wit is getting strong in every way

My longfinger’s growing longer everyday

One way, once and for all

Into the abyss you fall

Into the abyss you fall

Burn

Burn

Burn

We will bring you

Hell

And now make way for the king

All hail him

Hail

I won’t offer you a thing

Don’t fail him

Burn

Gonna take it all the way

Medieval

Down

It’s time to bring you down