No More Room In Hell

(Verse 1) Don't you dare go down the tunnels you, Coz we’ll find you, oh, we always do, Turn you quick if your blood sings sweet, Or use you for a more... Ah... twisted need... Drag you under where steel becomes caves, Keep you breathing for as long as it takes, Screams don't carry where light turns thin, But my pack doesn't care once they've burrowed in... (Pre-Chorus) Oh the rut, we got that hunger again, Drinking deep from the throats of would-be-turned kin, Blackened claws dig into freezing cold walls, Mmm... the steel beams groan under the weight of them all... (Chorus) No more room? That's cute, that's quaint, Say that to our faces coming this way, Walls and ceilings are full? That's fine, we'll spread, Your the new space where we make our nests. We'll fill you so full untill you can't run, When theres no more room, oh we'll MAKE some, When there's no more room in Hell, you'll see, Some of its here, and it's hungry... (Verse 2) The newest corpse hatchlings are still slick with gore, From "unfortunate" souls, that once came before, Oh, don't let us smell you, we'll lay them in your belly, Last thing you'll hear is the pop when they're ready. The Kings'll press close, their jaws unhinged, While they pump them fresh in your still-warm skin, Oh, You’ll feel them move, oh, do they twitch, Under your skin where the lining is... rich... (Pre-Chorus) Somewhere dark where the walls all drip, They'll nest in you till your stomach splits, So run while you can or scream if you dare, It won't matter much, we'll already be there... (Chorus) No more room? That's cute, that's quaint, Say that to our faces coming this way, Walls and ceilings are full? That's fine, we'll spread, Your the new space where we make our nests. We'll fill you so full untill you can't run, When theres no more room, oh we'll MAKE some, When there's no more room in Hell, you'll see, Some of its here, and it's hungry... (Verse 3) Congrats! or not, if you get enlisted, Swell you right up, call it an... extension, You should run, 'fore we start chewing the walls, And my Kings drag you through the dark and damp halls. You'll learn quick why we don't mind the mess, There's always more room, when the host is so... fresh, Oh, they'll stuff you like me, 'cept your skin is a crypt, Do the same to your neighbors, my pack never quits... (Chorus) No more room? That's cute, that's quaint, Say that to our faces coming this way, Walls and ceilings are full? That's fine, we'll spread, Your the new space where we make our nests. We'll fill you so full untill you can't run, When theres no more room, oh we'll MAKE some, When there's no more room in Hell, you'll see, Some of its here, and it's hungry... (Outro) So don't play the hero, don't go down there, Unless you're hoping to see how you'll fare, Against us, when Hell gets too full for us, Against the brood stuffed inside you that fills you... right up... [End]