Locusts are coming   Spine will twist, heads will cave   I am the funeral dancer on the outer wave...   the outer wave   Spine will twist, heads will cave   I am the funeral dancer on the outer wave...   the outer wave   Plastic heads with painted sockets   and death rode through the sky like a rocket   Everything dies so fast   So this is it   You're a dead motherfucker   Wading through a world of shit   With dust on your lips   Tell me do you exist?   You were born to die like this   Chins smeared red with conspiracy   The fiends nod off after bloodsex and blasphemy   You were born to die like this for me   Chin smeared red with conspiracy   With dust on your lips   Tell me do you exist?   Pale spirits laughing into the abyss   You were born to die like this   You were born to die like this   -?-   With dust on your lips   Tell me do you exist?   Pale spirits laughing into the abyss   You were born to die like this, baby   You were born to die like this   Naked and tripping, killing flowers   Empty is the urge to devour   I'm dead bored with your deathless blues   Scream for me, and I'll die for you   I'm dead bored with your deathless blues   Scream for me, I'll die for you   Devour...   Devour...   Devour...   Devour...   Devour...   Devour...   Devour...   Devour...   Devour...   Devour...   Devour...   Devour...