Bonehouse

(albüm: Hollowman - 1993)

Can't find a real answer
It's all the same
But when it all comes around
I guess it's kinda lame
I can hear you screaming
When it gets into your vein
Your high is repulsive
So full of pain

My soul's circumsition
Breed to give head
Liquid house of raindrops
Turn out to be dead
Returning to soma
Equinox of grief
My next incarnation in
Bonehouse

And it's about to crack
In this house of bones
Now heads start rolling
Instead of stones
Oblivions wounds
Dumb fuck despair
If I can't suck life deeper
How could I care

Get stoned
Get dead
Inside my flesh
The house of bones

Blind eyes of opium dreams
Every time I get this far
Atmospheric distortion
It's way to loud at the dead gods bar