Teksty:
Infected Core

your soul wants your death comming from your brain a tumor that rots in your head the end of your sanity And infected core who rejects the cure open

inside they're crawling (The) Anger you can't hide Pale-faced mindclones Imprisoned dignity Infected sanity Rotten egos Rotten to the core

I bend to it blind To rid these kisses of sin That must stay behind Sour the fruit of neglect The core of my doubt Deprived are my veins you infect With

trust and the loss of his salvation which was painfully crushed the armor starts to crack, exposing the soul leaving the core bleeding, ripped up and torn injecting the infection

addiction for over indulgence, his abuse of people touches the very core of what mankind perceives as being uncivilised. Hatred, like an infection, spreads

Trying to know What's your tag From your code Freeze the drain I'm your pain ...your control There's a way I will pierce ...Into your core Hold your

parable, make rhymes out of religion crucify you with a prefix or suffocate you with a suffix rolexes so infectious its known to infect the listener who

's venus. Genitals into carnage be it vagina or penis. Excruciating pain, castration would be better. The pleasure of orgasm never known. Infected needle

to the core god it never ends) or try to live just another day right now this decay is corroding the surface both the shape and the core of your mind