I serve his mark
Commend my soul and wash this wicked tongue
Now watch me burn
My cold soul right before your eyes (before your eyes)
I felt my flesh burn at 1000 degrees
And when I looked to the sky there was no one looking back at me X2
(bleed)
I'll serve his mark until my skin melts off my bones
- into the earth (be-neath your poisoned cross)
Take my eyes, and feed them to the filthy swine
take my tongue (hell will sing as I will hum)
House of the wicked
(Wicked) wicked
I open my eyes
surrounded by earth and lye
This, my new purpose is why I died.
The ultimate sacrifice
For this new life
I await his command
Holy shackles untied
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I thought this was ridiculous but the Mark Cooper cover kept bringing me back. I learned to appreciate slam more and one day this just clicked. Even the drum machine and parody vocals somehow make sense now, and the guitar sounds terrific. Pure insanity. Alien slam. Metallurgical Fire