Virulent, you can’t abstain Within the comfort of a breathing hell My tourniquet, living in symbiosis
Shedding flesh, and splitting hairs Puncturing brains, dividing cells We are sick and complete Vermin of heaven dissecting the inner realm
In failure we prevail to nothingness we are life taking shape
To the world A reason to destroy itself
A..reason…to…destroy itself
In death, receptive The pulse of empty shells In the comfort of lifelessness I wish you would have killed meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
