(I'm Going Down To That) Hole In the Ground

I’m going down

To that hole in the ground

For my withered, wicked little Lords

I will die

This one’s for the motherland

I will never fail you

The chain, the saw, the rope

I will never let you down

I’ll meet you down there

When we’re done with the blowtorch and the razor

“Save yourself” they said

I just spat in their eyes

Said “Go on and do me a favour, I’m waiting"

And now in the gloom

From the back of the room

Come now and take me

My senses forsake me

I’m open and wide

Secrets in my heart

Down to the still of the grave

With my secrets, I'll go mourning

My skin flayed, my balls broke and eyes ripped out and choke

This one's for the motherland

I will never fail you

This one's for the motherland

I will never let you down

A curse on you and your rancid ancestors

Take your bloodless head and stick it in the oven

Come on, let’s get into it, let the drain run black

No, I never will spill what I’ve got in my sack, baby

And now in the gloom

From the back of the room

Come now and take me

My senses forsake me

I’m open and wide, I’m ready to die

Wait- w- wait, no!

No, no, no, no… yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh, God, yes!