Absolute Past - Fear Before The March of Flames

Please forgive us children, yes we know exactly what we do

We’ve been shitting where we sleep since we were young

Dear god, it’s me, King Blasphemy.

I’m quickly nearing death

Forgive me now, I cannot die a swine

The whole world is on drugs

Can’t you smell us?

We’re the filthiest of pigs

Can’t you see us?

We’re the shame of family

Can’t you smell us?

First to show and last to leave

Won’t you end us?

The whole world is on drugs

Everything will not be made right…