We Are Sickness -

We’re lost in this Valley

The chances are not good

We are lost in this river

With blood and silver

You’re feeling burnt

You’re feeling sick

We’re feeling strong

To fight this shit

We are the sickness

We have no regrets

We found a way through this bones

To reach your heart and infect you

We are sickness

We are sickness

We are sickness

We tie you up to the stake of fire

You are the burning man

We are sickness

We are sickness

We are sickness

Praying hands with empty lies

The way you were is now your ruin

We are sickness

We are sickness

We are sickness

We cut the ropes of the stake of fire

You are just burning ember

We are sickness

We are sickness

We are sickness