Below the Bottom - Only Death Remains Lyrics

In a time long since
A time of repent
In a quaint lonely town
Sits a man with a frown

No job no family no crown
His luck had ran out
Lost and alone the streets were his home
His only thought, "why do we exist"

He longed for only one thing
The world to bow at his feet
They all should feel his secret fear
(The) dismal drear,The) pain made him sincere

The world was a sandbox
For the wretched to create
Their own conditions to win
But he wouldn't let them have their way

He pleads the eradication of disease
Then he proceeds like an ominous breeze through the trees

Stay back, the wretched they screamed
As they were thrown to their knees
Feel death, not just mocking you,
Not just stalking you, but inside you
Wriggle and writhe
Feel smaller than his might
Seizure in the pestilence, his scythe

Die