Journeying into the jungle Carving paths through the branches Trying to avoid the heat Feel the burn of dehydration The Grinding feel of hunger kicking in
Brushing up against the ivy it slowly makes it way green clear liquid on your flesh a molecular abomination to take over a parasitic symbiote eukaryotic, vile mucus
we, servants to the wooded domain, we channel forth unreal strength to call upon the primary essence it who paints death! we, who have championed spirits, we request a great purge of thy inner disorder, oh great one it who paints death!
Unknown properties expose themselves extreme fevers, enter delirium further studies show violent behavior tissues deteriorate over time dismemberment becoming an issue like a leper, limbs start to die
It slithers into your skin To Devour you from within
Disciples of your grace Faithful servants of your will Imbue us with your power oh loyal pawns we live to serve it who paints death!
Fools of flesh and bone Your impertinence displeases me more than mere figurehead I am beyond all comprehension! but I'm not your god! I'm your eternal damnation My wrath manifest upon thee!!
Puss and blood spilling together Snap, crackle, pop, of your bones Such a painful way to die crying out in agonyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
