Miasma - The Black Dahlia Murder

In between we insidious vapors shalt teem

Looming so loathsome

And it seems to me like I’m dead inside

A bloated corpse propped out of tradition

I can never recall

What it was I had ever to strive for?

As a youth, was it just to exist autonomously?

No, we don’t wanna work

We just wanna fuck, swallow pills, and forget our curses

No, we don’t need pigs like you

We follow the laws of our emptying veins

In this world of nothing for me

I’d be sooner destroyed

Vampire youth

Raise your cups to the ne’er-waning moon

Let its visage ring true!

To the hearts cold and blue

We’re dying each moment free

We’re all animals here

Flesh and blood, bone and dream

We’re just impulses here

Just another piece of shit in the storm

Just another piece of shit!

Shit!

From the smelling of things it appears

This shit has come to a boil

Nighttime we shall rule as our own

While this hollow will sleep

We shall bark at the moon

In this world of nothing for me

I’d be sooner destroyed

In this world there is nothing for us

But the sound, but the sound!

Vampire youth

Raise your cups to the ne’er-waning moon

Let its visage ring true!

To the hearts cold and blue

We’re dying each moment

We’ll never sleep again

We’ll be going fucking mad

Sin and Hell is all we will ever know

Just another piece of shit