Lorna Shore - Warpath Of Disease

Warpath of disease
Paranoia, infected conception, grotesque perception
A cancerous mass envelopes my skin
Pathology painted hands
Graze contamination

Epidemic ectoplasm exits every orifice
With every breath I watch them exhale
Exile my body and mind

This world is a disease, a fucking cancer
Bury me alive so I can finally feel better
Warpath of disease
This world is a disease, a fucking cancer
Bury me alive so I can finally feel better

Deforming a masterpiece
Black out my eyes and cure me of this disease
This disease
Cure me of this disease

Paranoia, infected conception, grotesque perception
A cancerous mass envolopes my skin
Pathology painted hands
Graze contamination
Epidemic ectoplasm exits every orifice with every breath I watch
Them exhale
Exile my body and mind

This world is a disease, a fucking cancer
Bury me alive so I can finally feel better
Warpath of disease