Death Box (Nevermore)

from Fishslaughter I by Fishslaughter

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lyrics

Spread from the deep
This low voice I shall keep
I shall make children weep
I'm a bloodthirsty creep

This fable from the old
Should have remained untold

I'm the man with red eyes
And the green in my hair
And the slime everywhere
I'm the night I don't care

I rode from the north
On this corpse of a horse
Or I rose from depths
Of the lake by the house

And I'm silent as a mouse
So you'd best shut your mouth
Or whatever the lesson you've learned
and onto you it shall be burned
Nevermore
Nevermore
Nevermore
Nevermore

And I turn off the lights and
I am unholy sacrifice
And I am your only nightmare
I can bend the will of mice

Now you've opened the death box
And I'm here I'm your fears
In that shadow to the left
Be prepared for your death

I'm the night I am might
I'm the moth that eats light
You can fight for your life
You can try not to die

It's these fish
Now you've learned
How their souls have been burned
For How long they have very yearned
For your blood on their fins

And now the writing's on the wall
There'll be blood in these halls

credits

from Fishslaughter I, released July 2, 2017

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