Dragged like chains
Things I'll take to the grave

Cut and ripped from the same cloth
I want to get my point across
Cut out the soul, show the gore
I want something good to die for

Foaming at the mouth
I can forget you now

Stretched to the edge of neurosis
Leave this world unnoticed

Outside the frame, claw and choke
Claw and choke

Outside the frame, From then until now
Moments that live inside the ground
Deadland mother fucker, guided by the razor
I want to get my point across

Readjusted by the violence of nature
Guided by the razor

Cut and ripped from the same cloth
I want to get my point across
Cut out the soul, show the gore

I want something good to die for