Swan song sings   Death grows in   Withering shafts   The grey days   Clandestine   Wallow in nothing   Back less break   And turn the screws of pain      Immense burn less time hate kill feed   Hate kill less time      Man strung trapped   Cornering   Sweeter than life above   Made up   Cast the worm wood   Return   Return in your blood      Immense burn less time hate kill feed      Tray are seeing chapters   Master burns in me   Crosses clutter faster   [Crumble/shovel?] black flag of history      Immense burn less time hate kill feed      Man who grow pictures the freak show   Dense and fattened by a magic elixir   Heat scores burn the shell   All to see your private private hell