Get Well Soon We Are Cannibal Corpse
We wake the dead
We've been trying for so long
To find a way
To describe our feelings
We never sleep at night - we tremble
We never turn out the light at all
But one day we'll be free
One fine day we're free
Write out now
All that's inside
A mirror
To the world and her decay
How do they know
That we don't believe in the good
hen all that's bad Has got to go somewhere
These are the demons within we're fighting
These are as real as we are - as you
