Psychobilly Phonk (Remix)

eneath the dirt where silence lies, May hollow shadows haunt your eyes. The loyalty you cast away, Shall track your footsteps night and day. ​No peace shall find your heavy head, A phantom barking by your bed. For every whimper, every fear, A bitter salt for every tear. ​Until you feel the weight of bone, You’ll walk this frozen world alone. The bond you broke, the life you took, Shall bind you in the Great Deep Book. ​May every door you try to close, Bring back the scent of cold, wet nose. Through every hall and every street, The echo of four phantom feet. ​The warmth you stole from fur and breath, Shall leave you shivering in your depth. A soul betrayed, a trust undone, Now hides your spirit from the sun. ​While nature blooms and seasons turn, A quiet fire in you shall burn. For what was pure and what was true, Now turns its back and hunts for you. ​Let every meal taste like the dust, Of broken bones and rotted trust. The kindness that you dared to kill, Shall make your very blood grow chill. ​May mirrors show a hollow beast, On which the crows and maggots feast. No prayer shall reach a sympathetic ear, Only the growls that you will hear. ​In every shadow, teeth shall gleam, To tear the fabric of your dream. Until the earth reclaims your name, And wraps your soul in endless shame