Bury Me Deep (2017)

by Kraig Marshall

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released September 15, 2017

Written, Recorded, Engineered and Produced by Kraig Marshall.

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Track Name: Bury Me Deep
Bury Me Deep! You better kill me in my sleep.
Bury Me Deep! You better hang me from a tree.
Bury Me Deep! You better stab me in the spine.
Bury Me Deep! You better make sure that I die.

Drag me through the dirt.
Drown me in the sea.
Drag me by my neck but you better bury me deep.

Bury Me Deep! Underneath a road.
Bury Me Deep! In the darkness of the sea.
Bury Me Deep! In the dirt under your feet.
Bury Me Deep! Bury Me Deep!
Track Name: End of the Storm
The sky crackles with light and then it's silent.
Electricity and then it's violent.
Wailing storms are suffering.
Evidence that the world is
Collapsing, Relapsing.
Tearing apart seams of the heart

Face me now, scream my name.
Into a burning maelstrom of pain.
Strike me true, run me through.
It's the last destruction your dying fingers will do.

Calm it's always calm before the violent end of the storm.

Be brave, close your eyes.
Wish for the love you wasted on hate.
The sea isn't calm, the waves aren't slowing.
The time has come, the raptures approaching.
Track Name: Ghost Signal
Baby sniffs a white rose and has another overdose.
Man records her dead voice, she's just another ghost.
Life has been strange since the night that she died.
Time ticks by, we rot from the inside.

The sun transforms into frost.
We pledge our hate for the love we lost.

Our end is imminent now.
As time ticks down the eclipse is rising.
Dark eyes stalk over us we beg for our lives.
But the truth is, we're all just dying.
I do not fear you now.
Ghost signal, ghost signal.
I do not fear, I am unafraid.

Chicago 1920 the blood is still warm.
It was Winter when I left you in the iris of the storm.
The walls all scream when the wind blows hard.
I whisper and I shiver since I put you in the graveyard.
Track Name: Burn the Bodies
Zero solution, I need it.
Bio-hazardous Anemic.

Suck in a room with a spine and a knife in a rage.
Bare your fangs like a rabid wolf in a cage.

And I burn! Burn the bodies! Burn!

Eco-disaster crisis.
Nocturnal infectious virus.
Track Name: Farther Down I Go
Farther down I go.
I got my neck where the freight train rolls.
I got the poison and it's in my bones.
I'm slipping away!
Look into my eyes and see.
Down I go. Farther down I go.

The Sun sets. The regrets.
My eyes close, I'm letting go.
Forget my name, my name won't matter tomorrow.
Nothing matters tomorrow, when nothing matters today.

The sinking, descending.
There's no hope in pretending.
This gun is, loaded.
This is the ending.
Track Name: Pig Sex
::Instrumental::
Track Name: Death For Days
Rise up! Rise up! Rise up!
This plague will bring on death for days!
Lights blast down from the sky!
Rise or get ready to die!

Led astray by an iron clad government.
Bring it down! With the motherfuckers funding it!
Our past buried neck deep in our own shit.

We are future-less and fearless!
We want war and apocalypse!

Ride the horizon, fight the flight path.
Destroy, who are scrambling the broadcast.
Kill the people on the prime time news!
Kill us all and expose the truth.

Led astray by an iron clad government.
Bring it down! With the motherfuckers funding it!
Track Name: Interminable Pulse
The pulse, the pulse throbbing through the veins of a dead man underneath the floor boards.
The cold, the cold throbbing through the blackest heart of a widow who knows.
The guilt, the guilt aching in the mind of a brother in love with the widow.
The money, the money, paying for the silence of our sins.

The pulse keeps rising from the inside to the outside.
The knife slashes and the life dies.
And the life dies. Fall away.

Buried under my floor boards is a dead man.
The knife in his back! The blood on my hands!
Buried under my floor boards is a dead man.
The knife in his back! The blood on my hands!
Deep inside of my closet are my skeletons.
Buried under my floor boards is a dead man.
Track Name: None of This is Real
I feel like shit and I finally mean it.
This sense of urgency.
I can't wait to purge the poison.
What the fuck does it matter now anyway?

None of this is real! What you do won't be remembered!
None of this is real! What you do won't be remembered!

This is the truth or so it seems.
This sense of urgency.
This just can't wait til morning.
Whats the point in ever waking up anyway.

None of this is real! What you do won't be remembered!
None of this is real! What you do won't be remembered!

Now you know the truth.
Desperate to pass the blame.
Update your status and ignore the lie around you.
Deny what you are, your shit still stinks the same.

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