Soilwork
The Aardvark Trail
A stinking aroma
Spreads into my sense of smell
A smell of aging filth
From the body you wear
You will soon become
Shattered into fragments
Fragments dissolving
Fragments to be defamed - again

You're a prisoner
In your filthy mind
Hanging tied upside down
Cause you're walking the aardvark trail - forevermore

I give you hell

Walking with blinded eyes
Feeling the temperature rise
Pleased to be a swine
As the devil rips your spine - away

I give you hell