Singing from the Septic Tank

Well there are secrets around this town

Under the pretence of faith turning us around

Well there are rotten lies but there's worse ones that are true

Well there's a depth of cold in this place

Like the smell of your death over a warm embrace

There are feeding times that were stolen straight from you

They'll sing hallelujah

Cause you wont be here tomorrow will you

So please don't hold my hand

They'll sing hallelujah

Cause you wont be here tomorrow will you

So please don't hold my hand

They were screaming from the septic tanks

While the father sat there as you sank

and your mothers eyes cried waterfalls for you

They were screaming from the septic tanks

While the father sat there as you sank

and your mothers eyes cried waterfalls for you

Well there's no room left in this hole

Full of digested sacraments and dirty souls

Well there's benevolent saviours content to ignore you

Well there's an evil cold to their ease

To treat the fruit of your love just like a new disease

Like to hold onto life was shameful point of view

They'll sing hallelujah

Cause you wont be here tomorrow will you

So please don't hold my hand

They'll sing hallelujah

Cause you wont be here tomorrow will you

So please don't hold my hand

They were screaming from the septic tanks

While the father sat there as you sank

and your mothers eyes cried waterfalls for you

They were screaming from the septic tanks

While the father sat there as you sank

And your mothers eyes cried waterfalls for you