Mud Lyrics - Slothrust

I'll eat the mud 

I'll suck the sun out of the sky, 

puncture the clouds. 

When I'm throwing down 

it won't make a sound. 

Below the bed, 

under the ground. 

When I fought the night 

it stayed asleep. 

It didn't move, 

the dark is cheap. 

I'm braiding hair, 

braiding it well. 

My father taught me, 

and now I can tell 

when I'm asleep 

and when I'm awake. 

I'm not afraid, 

this dirt is fake.