[Tylor, Green]
Feeding off the old lies of the new world
Casting off and spinning in a rage
Teeth bared for biting as the spring winds
Claw, crash and rattle in the cage
Down, down, down
You`ll be six feet under
Kick and scream as worms feed on your brain
Living off the misery and pain
Down, down, down
You`ll be six feet under
