Take all the sentiments

Of a cold blooded cynic

So believe me when I say

I would love nothing more

Than for everything

To end unpleasantly

Concrete shoes rising tides

Grey skies let none survive

Go

Don't say I didn't warn you

I would rather see your face in Hell

Than speak another word

Of this perfect world

I would rather see your face in Hell

Than speak another word

Of this perfect world ohh

Of this perfect world

Oh to be buried beneath the waves

A sailors grave is all I crave

Bury me bury me

5000 fathoms deep

And leave my bones

For the depths

The serpent's teeth await our skin

The serpent's teeth await

Blood runs through

Upon our worthless existence

The Devil's teeth the Devil's teeth

The Devil's teeth

Beneath our skin

Whispering of silent vengeance

Blood debts remain unpaid

Now every breath of life

Has been betrayed

Every ideal

Has rusted through

Nothing we hold brings solace

Feed us to the sharks

So let nothing remain

Feed us to the sea

To be buried

Beneath the waves

A sailors grave it's all I crave

Bury me bury me

5000 fathoms deep

And leave my bones

For the depths

There's blood in the water

Sinking always sinking

There's blood in the water

Sinking always sinking

There's blood

In the water

I would rather see your face in Hell

Than speak another word

Of this perfect f**king world