throw your best friend into the fire then spit them into the grave round and round they re twisting that screw feel it turning inside you break our backs in the fight press your fingers into our eyes round and round your twisting that screw feel it turning inside come inside were alright we just built a lovely fire close your eyes now put your hand in mine trow your best friend into the fire then spit them into the grave round and round their twiating that screw feel it turning inside theyll throw you into that fire theyll spit you into that grave dont shake that hand its a lie its a lie come inside were alright we just built a lovely fire close your eyes now put your hand in mine stay inside your alright let us keep you one more night shut your mouth just put your hand in mine mine mine your worth pennies now mark on the line mine mine all mine pull your best friend out of the fire and lift them out of the grave no more round and round no more twisting your screwed now its turning in you now its turning in
['gaian doom', 'post-doom metal', 'psychedelic doom', 'retro metal']