Understanding Decay - The Dillinger Escape Plan

Drag the knife across the skin

Tempted to succumb

Carving fervor into flesh

Holy we’ve become

Turning lips to everyone

Giving heart to none

Running backwards erasing time

Seek the fire but never die

The cradle wipes blood red fresh

And through you the host has chosen a name

The cradle wipes blood red fresh

And through you the host has chosen a name

Call the name out

Call the name out

Call the name out

Call the name out

I’ll never be like you

Late to my own funeral

I’ll never be like you

Late to my own funeral

We’ll never be so late like you to our funerals

I’ll never be like you

Late to my own funeral

We’ll never be so late like you to our funerals

Push decay inside me for then I can open all the passages into the world

Push decay inside me for then I can open all the passages to other worlds

Push decay inside me for then I can open all the passages into the world

Push decay inside me for then I can open all the passages to other worlds

Push decay inside me for then I can open all the passages into the world

Push decay inside me for then I can open all the passages to other worlds