The Dirt Eaters Lyrics

His Name Is Alive The Dirt Eaters

Do you know the
Smell of your own face?
Will you eat the
Will you eat the world?
Gone to a place thats rotten
Feast on whats in the way
Going to an open, to a clearing
The soil is sour and unforgiving
We buried our guilt
I think I left the shovel there
Any sick brain
Knows an unknown fellow
Makes me think about things