Dead Season

Somebody, someplace, will always feel my hate
Breathe me in and let me control you
I am the sin

I am broken and torn apart
I was meant to fail from the start
Degraded and left in the gutter
The epitome of de-evolution

Stalking with dripping spit, fully pissed
A silent contribution to mental persecution
Unable to feel
Unable to die
Chewed down to the fucking bone

The texture of nails
Bone crushing terror impales

I am broken and torn apart
I was meant to fail from the start
Degraded and left in the gutter
The epitome of de-evolution

Dead season
Rip it from my fucking lungs
Dead season
Inverted flesh that shows no bounds
Dead season
The chalice overflows
Exuding the infected spit into your god's fucking throat

Exuding the infected spit into your god's fucking throat
Dead as shit
Fuck