Punchline - Into The Mouth lyrics

Something is wrong Hell on the rise Into the mouth Hands at our sides Nothing to hide Where east becomes west Where we lost our heads Still proud to be Delightfully pleased Delightfully pleased Politefully dead Back when I was a giant that scared the sun away I never thought I'd face him again and felt comforted in that And then he emerged, so quick into the ground And when happens next is anybody's guess, but we'll always be around So nothing is wrong Nothing is wrong Nothing is wrong Nothing