Burial Bliss

[Verse 1] Again these fires Your necro civilization Its debris he makes Shadows from the deep call my name You will not understand [Verse 2] The age of sickness From beyond The wasteland Grave in fresh, clean material I will leave you to bask in confusion Our answer will remain justified Run, now run around The circles will not be broken [Bridge] A death of my own Your necro civilization, its debris he makes alone Shadows from the deep calls my name Grave in fresh, clean material [Verse 3] I will leave you to bask in confusion Run, now run around The circles will not be broken