Dirt Lyrics

Dank dirty snow under feet champs and swallows my boots

Bespreads with excremental design every inch of my realm

Mud's on the eyes, in the eyes

Mud is my wintry quintessence

The black sand's on the tongue and on the lips

Constraining the darkest urges to arise

To reveal their nature, to transform the bliss to the filth

My battle-cry's dissolving

In the noise of the crowd

Mud's on the eyes, in the eyes

Mud is my wintry quintessence

The black sand's on the tongue and on the lips

Constraining the darkest urges to arise

To reveal their nature, to transform the bliss to the filth

Soil and grit strew up and down

Superpower bears its crown

Every day as a drowning in swamp

Gangrene with the thrive and pomp

Choking and choking

And wheezing for a while

And gasping, and trying to survive

But vainly, the mouth full of muck

Sorry, so sorry, I think I'm really stuck