Sound Of Sickness

Disgusting heaps of flesh Is all my eyes can see As you realize hell exist Now exiled, to the blackest abyss So you begin climbing over your fellow dead The smell of shit and blood kisses the nostrils Blinding yet a motivator to escape your pain But whats left but to kill The carnage begin, with the eyes Punctured and plucked yet i can't die my life, the lie Why with every blink of the eye does the sound of sickness grow Descend, your body, the canvas Ripped flesh, stuffed with feces and mold Now speak, flies replace your breath From the horizon, the shadow of a chapel grows Abominations form the army of the rot As the priest of sickness, plunges his kingdom straight into decay Maggots fester in my head The love letter to the dead The present so fast to part away The past and its memories a daze The deformed husk, that once resembled you Only sickness remains in the corpse It posses you