SWAMP MENTALITY

The scum, it swallows me
Filling my lungs with muck and debris
Roots regrow and drag me deep
This is not a dream, I am not asleep

I can't see past the surface
Reclaim my body, make me perfect

Resistant to decay
The slime washes over me to hide me from my prey
Cloaked in scum
No compassion for those who wander my way

Leave the corpses alone
All you love, dead and gone
All you love, dead, gone

The bodies belong where the bodies were thrown
Nothing to rest your head upon
All dissolved in the base of a stump
No one leaves the fucking swamp