Sangtekster:
Six Feet Under On Fire

wanna think about that now I need to repent A sin for a sin Fire and brimstone, dirt and a headstone Bury them baby, all of our sins Hear the thunder six feet under

feets not big enough to fit in his shoe I don't rock what you rap, niggas, they be pole On 'the wire', just not HBO They under fire, edge around the way

I'll drink it up in a golden cup and let it grow inside And I fear that you've gone away But you must be somewhere near The fire fades so the deepest

free Night everlasting, dwells within me The evil you fear - curse of the ages Impending doom, infecting the masses The fires, they burn In my memory I feed on the pain - the misery The fires

And if you could, you'd climb atop The Eiffel Tower now, wouldn't you? You'd stare at the sun, or lay yourself Down six feet under, wouldn't you? You

fouled viscera are what you admire An unholy union on a funeral pyre A caseated carcass really lights your fire A sickening treat under the sheets

pure and white on the earth rich and brown, Just another sunday morning in my quiet mountain town. The sun is shining and the grass is green, Under the 3 feet

under As in six feet Got an imperial fleet Backin' me up, gonna blow up Any attempt to defeat They gotta death star Got four payments on my car Hand

Fall in the grave I've been digging myself But there's room for two, six feet under the stars Six feet under the stars Six feet under the stars