Goat Mushroom

Satan was born to the world in a dream of a boy and a girl
Feasting the fears of the sun, deep in the mire and the scum, yeah!

Drink to the horror of war, do we believe that we’ve heard it before?
Forget the illusion of chance, visions repeated by light, yeah!

There’s a devil hiding in your filthy head, you must defeat this hate before you wake up dead
Absorb the sound of endless love and drive the pain away
I got no time for playing all your silly games
Stupidity of thought tearing at your heart

It’s grinding you down, the child that you are
These knives stuck in your heart
It feels like you’re falling apart
Bring it back into the dark

Exposing your soul, your teachings forsaken for blood
No human is able to say……this is the end

It feels like you’re falling apart
These knives stuck in your heart
It feels like you’re falling apart
These knives stuck in your heart

Satan was born to the world in a dream of a boy and a girl
Feasting the fears of the sun, deep in the mire and the scum, yeah!