Letras
Through the spread of chel'ul has come the inevitable transformation or, "zombification" if you will, of the population consuming the tainted crop. As stated earlier, this is a parasite from a different world, never before seen on earth. Therefore, there is no defense against its kind.
Something in my head just had fucked me up
Knew when I hit my bed im hating waking up
Something on my face I saw when shaving up
Jumped the razor and its puss collected quickly on the razor bump
It keep greying up
I see colours in my spit im scared of looking up
I look sickly in this mirror that im gazing up
So break it on my dresser and it turned to junk
But it flipped now its
Doctors in my face taking spit and blood
What could I have gotten from this basement life
What could I have eaten when im starve at night
Anytime i bleed and touch the copper pipes
I could see the look in their face they dont know
I could feel a static in my veins like its snow
I could feel my will inside my brain letting go
Its nothing like before this time they dont know
Rip
Rip apart
I break off his ribs and I dig into his heart
I can feel my sin Im inside the long dark
Occupying the stem of brain is plague spores
I was never in charge i am not pilot to this vessel
When u see it walk u see just how it dishevels
Bacterias to blame but this one kissed by the devil
Once u see them change burn them down before it settles
Time couldnt heal what we brought with our ventures
Blood became seal for the direst of letters
Fluids have congealed in the bodies of our senders
Barricade with steel, seal the gaps when they weather
God forgive the methods used in sacrifice of my counterparts
The stalest wind blows the rotten fumes from the killing fields to this den of ours
As we try to wait it out