Am I the only result of death and destruction? Why?
Am I nature's most fucked up creation?
Possessed obsession. And the sick burn alone with
The worst of infection
Boiling skin known as the setting of the dead sun
Decay from the dead ones. Stuck in this hell
Seeking oppression
Welcome to the palace for the sickening, accepting my fate
A lust for agony. Unwanted and rotting
Life wouldn't work in your favor. They'll refuse the hell that you savor
And for the rest, extermination!
Everyone is dying around you. Love still hasn't found you
And 'til this day I'm not sure that it's bound to
Life wouldn't work in your favor
They'll refuse the hell that you savor
And for the rest, extermination
My mind is broken
So how could I fix yours? We'll keep pretending
While death is sending me, horrid visions
Horrid visions
We'll keep pretending, while death is sending me
Horrid visions
