Whitechapel - Possession Тексты

Eyes are glaring red with a conscious set to kill
Nostrils flared and eyebrows parallel
Thriving on the chaos and the suffering I have caused on you all
A dispute of man and diabolical beast

How could one cipher such a malevolent being
I am certain of humanity's demise
We are the disease that spreads amongst this filthy race
I am certain of humanity's demise

Man will inspire the works of a new era of corruption
Now that I can control the orifice of mankind
I am glad inform, you're all in a world of shit
Coprophagia would be the only solution
Open your fucking mouth and ingest what you are
Silent you will remain while I invoke my presence on your world
Urges I must satisfy again and again
Inside a shell festering is mind of a bastard child


Cover the earth with the blood of this lamb


We are the disease that spreads amongst this filthy race

Collect the dust of the ones who have fallen to the lies
It is your last resort to a wretched memory
Take this life for granted and hold it tight
For we have you all under control because


We are the disease!

For we have you all under control
Man will inspire the works of a new era of corruption

God damn you all!
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