Lyrics:

It's been picked clean to the boneAnd so hard to remember thingsLike when we used to kill our kingsCrusading for hypocrisyUnder our nose the holy bleedCrumbling under its own weightApologies if you relate'CauseYou, cannot killWhat doesn't die!Live up to my promiseMy full potentional realizedDeath lives right inside your pocketTake him out and have a laughGo and piss your life awayAnother ugly waste of clayAnd up above there's no one homeWhy don't you answer your phone?Reminding me to learn that poemFirst in last out overthrownBecauseYou, cannot killWhat doesn't die!Live up to my promiseMy full potentional realizedYou, cannot killWhat doesn't die!Live up to my promiseMy full potentional realizedA stream of consciousness flows into a river of bloodStem this tide of violenceAs it rises like a floodSoloA stream of consciousness flows into a river of bloodStem this tide of violenceAs it rises like a floodA stream of consciousness flows into a river of bloodStem this tide of violenceAs it rises like a floodA stream of consciousness flows into a river of bloodWhat doesn't die!Stem this tide of violenceAs it rises like a floodA stream of consciousness flows into a river of bloodWhat doesn't die!Stem this tide of violenceAs it rises like a floodYou, cannot killWhat doesn't die!Live up to my promiseMy full potentional realizedYou, cannot killWhat doesn't die!Live up to my promiseMy full potentional realized
Anthrax What Doesn't Die