Thy Disease Mother Death
Obsessed state of mind
Possessed by paranoia
Malevolence
Suffer pressed against the grass
Malicious being
Transformation has just begun
I'm bringing you world
Of pain and grotesque
Created against it's own consciousness
Every cell is hostile
Unbalanced, struggling
This war is already inside of you
Breathless coma, bleeding
You've never had peace
Hope isn't right
Light isn't light
I'm bringing you world
Of pain and grotesque
Created against it's own consciousness
I'll bring you f..cking life
Feel your wounds to stay alive
War is my god
Destroyer of worlds