C different breed of killer is growing inside your skin.
Nothing could prepare you for the hell that lies within.
Breed. Feed. Repeat.
Their screams break the silence.
Born out of violence.
I hate to say but they are here to stay.
Breed. Feed. Repeat.
Lose all hope your life ends now, but dry your tears.
Nothing to cry about.
Forget your faith because not a thing will change.
What's the matter if tomorrow never came?
Intestinal maggots, no child you'd choose growing on the inside of you.
Breed. Feed. Repeat.
Lose all hope your life ends now, but dry your tears.
Nothing to cry about.
Forget your faith because not a thing will change.
What's the matter if tomorrow never came?