The Lowest of the Low - Morgan Delt

Less than nothing left above the ground

No more reason left to stick around

But when you feel so small and cold

Surrender the controls

And sink down to the deeper side

And leave metal men behind

Meet me down here with the lowest of the low

Let me show you palaces of green

Floating forests just beyond the screen

And when you feel so small and cold

Surrender the controls

And sink down to the deeper side

And leave metal men behind

Meet me down here with the lowest of the low

Down here with the lowest of the lowest of low

Down here in the mud

Down here with the slugs

That’s the place for us

But you’ll never be free of machines that you need to breathe

If you never believe the machines aren’t really keeping you alive

They’re not really keeping you alive

And you don’t need to breathe to be here

In my cavern underneath the waves

We can find the silence that we crave

We’ll never feel so small and cold

And we won’t be controlled

We can live down on the deeper side

And leave metal men behind

Meet me down here with the lowest of the low

Down here with the lowest of the lowest of low