Calabrese The Machine Of Instant Death
I feel the ashes
Of everything I've know, through the madness
With the hellhound wolf's disease
Feeds the bodies hot in heat
Into the ether
Into the unknown
Alone
Oh, this shadowed life I roam
Is the only life I know
You see me as the end
Well, I am
Sweat burns off the flesh
Hot machine of instant death
Bright lights are only a dream
You seem like nothing
Invisible to me
You hold it all back
Biting your tongue
And tasting the blood
The nameless horror
That they call love
