Dirtmouth - Howling Giant

Ingest, inside, black hole, no time

I’m not the one you want

Oh God, I think it’s eating my mind

Blood boils, heart stops, diseased, mind rot

I’m all alone

Oh God, I think I’m living a lie

The Wizard Lives

I’ve got a dirt mouth

The smell of blood fills the air

I’ve got a dirt mouth

My hands are bound with guilt

I’ve got a dirt mouth

And I’ll never be the same again

Abandon ship

Destroyed

He pulls us to the void

The Wizard Lives