Slit Wrists - Six Feet Under

Bring forth death from out of the dark

Begins my feeding

Left behind

Another seizure deep within

I feel my disease bleeding from me

In my mind numb inside my head

Brings my sickness now to life

Digging your grave long before you’re dead I stick a razor right through my

arms to

Kill them inside you die to rotten this is your death now you die blood from

the body

Blood from the body leaks blood from the body I feel no pulse blood from the

body

Blood from the body leaks feed on the body I feel no pulse within your skin

dead in

Your skin bones break skulls crack arms bleed slit wrists this knife these veins

This sickness has been growing inside of me

This rage my evil your fear

Near death

Violence

I slice through veins and rip through the soul to die

Blood from the body

Blood from the body -leaks

Blood from the body

At night I bleed disease…

I feel no pulse

Blood from the body

Feed on the body bleed

Blood from the body

Feed on the body and any of life within you