The pest in the eyes of death follows
Us
Through the dirty streets of blood
It begins to eat inside us, decaying
Our bones
How will we escape if the void
Covers our lungs
We are buried in the spewed trash
For ourselves
Blood, pain— nothing to say
Why then— must we die?
Escape to the void
Escape to the void
I look at my face on the other side of
The mirror
My face falls down in pieces full of
Worms
I burst my rotten heart with my own
Hands
I’m dying and I can’t help myself
Blood, pain— nothing to say
Why then— must we die
What have I been running from?
I’m not guilty
You’ve shown me the worst way
Cause you’re my victim. . . the next
One
The pest in the eyes of death follows
Us
Through the dirty streets of blood
It begins to eat inside us, decaying
Our bones
How will we escape if the void
Covers our lungs?
We are buried in the spewed trash
For ourselves
Blood, Pain— nothing to say
Why then— must we die?
Escape to the void
Escape to the void