Filthy Creatures - Spasm

You crawl in, under the skin.

You’re taking and you’re never giving.

Break through and bleed the world dry,

You’re raping everything worth fighting for.

The parasite you have become,

Sickens me through the smell of your skin.

Break through and tear the walls down,

Pick it apart, and kill it from within.

Chorus:

All I see come true,

Is everything I never wanted to.

Its the disease you spread,

Born of lies inside your head.

Your gods are filthy creatures,

Worthy to abhor.

And you, their failed abortions,

Could be nothing more.

So here are the heretics,

Here for you to consume.

The flowers for our grave sites

Are beginning to bloom.

The decay of compassion hastens demise.

Drowning all in the bile that seeps from your lies.

Still you breed contempt to siphon more than your share.

The contempt that’s in your heart is beyond compare.

Chorus

No matter what you do, the parasite becomes you.

For every time you lie, I’d love to bleed you.

When you’re killed by the cancer you grow, I’ll laugh and say I told you so.

For every time you lie, I’d love to bleed you.

No matter what you do, the parasite becomes you.

For every time you lie, I’d love to bleed you fucking dry.

All I see come true,

Is everything I never wanted to.

You’re the parasite I feed.

You are every time I bleed.