Still There'll Be More Lyrics

One, two, one, two, three, four, oh yeahI'll bathe my eyes in a river of salt
I'll grow myself right up to the sky
I'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 door
You'll cry out for mercy, still there'll be moreI'll put a blight in the orchard
I'll run wild through the fields
I'll waylay your daughter and kidnap your wife
Savage her sexless and burn out her eyesI'll blacken your Christmas and piss on your door
You'll cry out for mercy, still there'll be moreI'll bathe my eyes in a river of salt
I'll grow myself right up to the sky
I'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 door
You'll cry out for mercy, still there'll be more, still there'll be moreJust turn back and see, you'll get what's coming from me
I'll blacken your Christmas and piss on your door
You'll cry out for mercy, still there'll be more, still there'll be more
Mercy, mercy, mercy, still there'll be more, still there'll be more
[Incomprehensible], still there'll be more