Letras:
Rotting Out The End

of myself... Another day passed, left behind... Aboard this game, along for the ride... Just trying to stay alive... It's coming down to the fucking end

skull Arteries severed Gushing blood showers them drives Them mad raging mob A hideous feast Puncture my stomach and Tear out the guts Devour entrails Rotting

i'll take out my eyes with this I have no way, and in consequence want no sight i've tried my hardest to forget every connection always being the blind villain my end

hearts a thorn arbour Left tear streaked reason upon the shore And bereft of compass, star or more Set out for this World's end Few at the prow, most

: I am allergic to my own tongue Licking my wounds, end up in Tears I sweep my teeth in yellow Spit Rotting Christ before my eyes I spit in the mouth

ripping out your eyes Now a corpses slave you'll learn to rot A life of endless gore is what you've got [CHORUS] Rotting till the end of time In the

ruins rotting corpses lie the smell of burning bones All hope is in vain as death is creeping through the stones The only way out without pain is quick

dead end he drank the pain away i?ll be damned if thats me having my dreams robed the working class carries a country that has been rotting inside

me It's livid and it's lies and makes graves Graves descending down It's not worth the time to try, to replenish a rotting life I'll end the problem,