Underbelly & BOSTN - A Cold Grave

Flesh, inside out
A novel of pain insurmountable, decay again
Stay inside the shell or wither away
It's all the same, it's all the—

Nothing is right in this place
It's evident, just look around
Nothing is right in this place
(Nothing, nothing)
Nothing is right in this place
There's beauty in the lack of sound
Nothing is right in this place
(Nothing, nothing)

(Break away)
(From the shape)
(New form bound)
(Never escape)

And as the cattle wander on
Marching towards their end
Fear is poured into their hearts
From the cradle to the gravе

Break away
Break away
Break away
Brеak away
Break away (It's all the same)
Break away (No cure)
Break away (It's all the same)
Break away, goodbye
End it
Complacency is our curse now
Gross conclusion, fuck
Dissonance governs us, fucking disgust
Prosperity's a sick delusion, oh
A cold grave
The cattle wander on