Pripyat Pageant Lyrics


It's in all things I touch, yeah,

It's in all things I do.

The only thing I trust,

My touch is poisonous.

I feel the abyss grow,

It's all I've ever known.

I rule, I can't be outgrown,

I want to be dethroned.

It feels like my heart is gone now,

It feels like my soul is wrong.

I can make you mine, yeah, in no time at all.

I can make you die, yeah, with no effort at all.

I stand upon my stage, yeah,

The weak my audience,

Blood's covering my face,

But they're feigning ignorance again...

...And that's just fine.