The Blood - Signs of the Swarm

Bastard Son of God

Peeling skin from your pale bones

Reaching for the cold dwelling beneath this desolate hole

Swallow the blood

Lamb of substance

Sea of temptation binding

Rotting within

Harbinger of the void

Bound to your knees dwelling disease

Swallow the truth

The last strain of hope burnt and left as ash

Fueling the fire

Manmade cancer to fill the void

Piercing your skin to cleanse this misery

Purest form of a deadbeat society

Self-ruin blackens your eyes

Slipping to a greater chaos

Fleeing from reality

Self induced cancer

Feast until you bleed

Time ticks by with a grim persistence

Staring at the sun

Searching for the light within this bleak hell

To cure the tormented darkness

Abominable waste

King of lies

The bastard child

Like maggots feeding on the dead

Feasting with no end

Reaching for something to have meaning

In this world so damned and deceiving

Blind to the inevitable truth

Nothing will save you

Useless junkie everything you touch begins to rot

Inducing an euphoric state to numb the pain

Pumping poison into your useless body

I just want you to fucking die

Fueling the fire

Manmade cancer to fill the void

Piercing your skin to cleanse this misery

Purest form of a deadbeat society

Self-ruin blackens your eyes

Slipping to a greater chaos

Fleeing from reality

Self induced cancer

Feast until you bleed

Sate your misery

Quench your sick desire

Recite your blasphemous hymn

As you fuel the fire

Cry out to your god

Nothing will save you