The Final Harvest – Cancerslug – letras

lonely dead stuck bleeding piglonely ditch i choose to diginsideand it burns in the face of the one whos mother criedlonely tumer inside my headit wont be long untill i am deadinsideand it burns in the faces of the ones who told me liesdisappointments are mounting each daystrong oppinions with nothing to saysharpened blades i will raise to the voiduntil my mind gives away to the need to destroyevery loss that there is will you feelmachine or beast, all i know is i am reala life of pain as the catalyst for this thing i am, waking deathnow like instinct i harvest the landdeath within me, your life in my handsall of this worlds filth is drentched in your bloodas it rains down around mecome on downyour bloodrain over me, covering all i seeas you die