Bobbing For Leeches lyrics

Song information

Artist: Malice In Leatherland
Album: Malice In Leatherland

Lyrics

I am become death death

How can I escape
The tyranny of the past?
The sweat I've toiled in this
Made muck sure mire fast
Cheated of feature from dissembling nature
I'll sink but I'll drown these rats
But with each tendon clenched
I'm going under fast

Could I live off of the fumes
Of your second hand content?

"Why do I feel so unequiped to live on earth?"
These are the words that had passed from her lips
Once the spit from her kiss, lay dry on my chest.
Is there more to life?

I am become death death

And so I stormed my way
Through swamps of tears and sleet
Warn god this wolve's unchained
By twilight your idols bleed
Put faith in my arm leg leg arm head
I self lord and master
Hear snarls and gasps all night
Rattling out of your lady's chamber

Could I live off of the fumes
Of your second hand content?

"Why do I feel so unequiped to live on earth?"
These are the words that had passed from her lips
Once the spit from her kiss, lay dry on my neck.
Why deny the scythe?

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

"Malice In Leatherland" album track list