Your gaze seems so familiar and safe
Like lead paint
Whose vapors never seem to fade
Concave is the depression that you made
We exhume the worst
We exhume the worst
We dug up this dirt
What's it worth now?
What's it worth when we exhume the worst?
Jack-of-all-trades slipping on your slaves' sweat
You gave your verdict with restrained regret
You're done, done, done
With tasks you haven't even started yet
We exhume the worst
We exhume the worst
We dug up this dirt
What's it worth now?
What's it worth when we exhume the worst?
We exhume the worst
Reanimate the cursed
Sick-sweet with gangrene, still the thirst
