The Krimson Kult
This track is instrumental.
Twisting vines From the depths of the river Reaching through sewage Thick with age Amber eyes scanning skies to deliver The vengeance of earth And its boundless rage Two hundred years of waste and pollution Cast to the waters to drown Not even smallpox or typhoid The great retribution Could stop the filth from raining down Did man think He could smother the spirit The river breathes With the soul of the earth Revenge made flesh From the depths of corruption The fury of the Anacostia Putrification Fetid waters bubbling Acidic footsteps dissolving the road Feasting on refuse Who blindly serve the masters Carrion trail left by all who oppose Did man think He could smother the spirit The river lives and breathes With the soul of the earth Revenge made flesh From the depths of corruption The fury of the Anacostia Did man think He could smother the spirit The river lives and breathes With the soul of the earth Revenge made flesh From the depths of corruption The fury of the Anacostia Into the maw The creature devours The living disease That gnaws on his pain Swallow the bones The meat and the power Until his water runs clear again Until his water runs clear again
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025
Remember when they said I couldn’t win Remember when And when the doubt sets in That's when the fight begins Couldn't break my will Now go in for the kill And I do it all , do it all And I do it all Do it all for spite They peaked so early And then had nowhere to go Nowhere to go Sweat and bleed and scheme Grind your fingers to the bone See strength and wonder Find the will And I do it all, do it all And I do it all Do it all for spite You are more than them Do it, do it, do it And I do it all, do it all And I do it all And I do it all, do it all And I do it all Do it all for spite
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025