Famine

I feel the sickness upon the air it comes as you breath
I gouge your eyes out so for just a second you can see
Too late don't hold your breath
Take pity on your fear of death

And now we've all found out
that this is where your demons prowl
Inside the smoldered ruins
We'll turn your temple
Into a fucking tomb

Come to bleed
We must feed
We won't save your face
We'll take your life and put you in your place

Inside the smoldered ruins
We'll turn your temples into tombs
We won't save your face
We'll take your life and put you in your place
Place
Place
Place

Silent for nothing
Silent for what
Everyday we fall further from the truth
Cowards words from a snake's mouth
Oh fuck you



Credits
Writer(s): Garrett Crooks
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