Sour Ground - Demon Lung

Placed at the gates

Among the loss, left nothing

Tragedy struck the meek

You keep saying, but this time I mean it

The soil is thick

You should know that each buries its own

Not one word of what we’ve done here

What we’ve done will never be known

Mistaken ill intent

Put the life in sour ground

Watch it walk with me

The man’s heart may be stonier

Now the secret walks

Not strong enough to take us yet

But soon the love will cease

Repeat the cycle again, yeah

He doesn’t know why he does the things he does

He knows what death really means

It’s where the pain stops

And the ravage begins

Sometimes dead is better

Better than the faceless they

The ground is sour