Miasma — The Black Dahlia Murder

In between we insidious vapors shalt teem Looming so loathsome And it seems to me like I'm dead inside A bloated corpse propped out of tradition

I can never recall What it was I had ever to strive for? As a youth, was it just to exist autonomously? No, we don't wanna work We just wanna fuck, swallow pills, and forget our curses

No, we don't need pigs like you We follow the laws of our emptying veins In this world of nothing for me I'd be sooner destroyed

Vampire youth Raise your cups to the ne'er-waning moon Let its visage ring true! To the hearts cold and blue We're dying each moment free

We're all animals here Flesh and blood, bone and dream We're just impulses here Just another piece of shit in the storm

Just another piece of shit!

SHIT! [Echoes]

Solo

From the smelling of things it appears This shit has come to a boil Nighttime we shall rule as our own While this hollow will sleep We shall bark at the moon

In this world of nothing for me I'd be sooner destroyed In this world there is nothing for us But the sound, but the sound!

Vampire youth Raise your cups to the ne'er-waning moon Let its visage ring true! To the hearts cold and blue We're dying each moment

We'll never sleep again We'll be going fucking mad Sin and Hell is all we will ever know Just another piece of shit