Lyrics:

I'll bathe my eyes in a river of saltI'll grow myself right up to the skyI'll sing in the forest, tear down the trees
I'll foul all the fountains and trample the leavesI'll blacken your Christmas and piss on your doorYou'll cry out for mercy,
but still there'll be moreI'll put a blight in the orchardI'll run wild through the fieldsI'll waylay your daughter and ki
dnap your wifeSavage her sexless and burn out her eyesI'll blacken your Christmas and piss on your doorYou'll cry out for me
rcy, but still there'll be more