Waste - Konvent, Tue Krebs Roikjer

Hand over your life

Worm

Come with me

Through the garbage piles that burn

Take it in

Breathe it in

Sulfur dioxide

This pit greets you with open arms

Dive into this sea of waste

Waste of life but not of yours

Not yours

Like a dog, you’ll eat this filth

And I will shove it down your throat

Your throat

And I will shove it down your throat

Your throat

Lungs burning up in this toxic dumpster yard where I live

This pit greets you with open arms

Whose is the blame, the guilt, the fault?

A bitter taste of blood and salt

Too salt

Still I follow every step

Eyes full of ash

Blurring stories on the rise

Learn them well