The Rape and Pillage of Spisville - Salt The Wound

Tell me its not true, oh God

These things I have done to you, oh God

Tell me its not true, oh God

These things I have done to you…

Oh!

Be still my beating heart

My lungs collapse in on themselves

Your face is the last face I will see in hell

Your face is the last face I will see in hell

This is my crucifixion, without the nails or cross

This is my crucifixion for those that have failed us

Oh!

Be still my beating heart

My lungs collapse in on themselves

Your face is the last face I will see in hell

Dead mothers can’t comfort their child

Dead fathers can’t feel their denial

They all must die

They all must die

Six feet under the

Six feet under the

Six feet under the

Six feet under the

Six feet under the

Six feet under the

Six feet under the floor

Six feet under the floor

Six feet under the floor

Six feet under the floor

Six feet under the floor

Six feet under the floor

Oh!

Be still my beating heart

My lungs collapse in on themselves

Your face is the last face I will see in hell

Where is your God now?

For he has abandoned you

Where is your God now?

For he has let you die

Where is your God now?

For he has abandoned you

Where is your God now?

For he has let you die