Swamprot Sermon - Dark Country Boy
The water's thick, it don't run clean
The reeds whisper secrets, sharp and mean
Mud pulls you down, no escape, no dream
Crooked shadows rise at night
Twist the truth, swallow light
Swamp rat sermon
Worms in the wine
Preaching to the dead till the end of time
Swamp rat sermon
Worms in the wine
The bell don't toll, it chokes on rust
The altars crack, the air smells of must
Faith buried deep, turned back to dust
Tongues of fire hiss and spit
No salvation, undefiled
Swamp rat sermon
Worms in the wine
Preaching to the dead till the end of time
Swamp rat sermon
Worms in the wine
Swamp rat sermon
Worms in the wine
Preaching to the dead till the end of time
Swamp rat sermon
Worms in the wine