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Godless Pit

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Vidar "V:LOKE" GrΓ₯berg
Vidar "V:LOKE" GrΓ₯berg
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A mouth full of gasoline and a dead man's grin The freak show starts when the walls close in A rusty scalpel and a calloused thumb Feel the low-down beating of a murderous drum Yeah, the butcher's got a brand new toy A junkie's twitch and a head full of noise The door is welded shut, the switch is thrown Now you're a bag of bones on a midnight throne Feel the motor burn Watch the bodies turn Yeah, welcome to the bottomless pit To the godless pit A vulture's hunger in a slaughterhouse frame You can scream all night, but no one knows your name A dirty needle and a concrete kiss An existential razor tearing through the bliss And every hallowed moment's just a hollow shell A swan dive straight into the blackest hell The skin is crawling off the twisted chrome This grease-paint carcass is your new home Feel the motor burn Watch the bodies turn Yeah, welcome to the bottomless pit To the godless pit In the sick machine In the feral scream In the shattered dream Yeah, welcome to the death of everything And when you crawl on broken glass And your vision's bleeding to black There ain't no savior gonna get you past I am the razor in your back I am the needle in the pit In the godless pit