Dead at the Door (Prion)

Pry on my door, pry on Arrive at my shores, die on Place your face in front of my barrel It’ll be fast, not last Just another chore I search weapons, shells, no just dirt Enable rage Power corruption, infernal destruction You will burn down at my stake Place your face in front of my barrel It’ll be fast, not last Just another chore Pry on my door, pry on Arrive at my shores, die on Place your face in front of my barrel It’ll be fast, not last Just another chore I search weapons, shells, no just dirt Enable rage Lungs burning with sickness Will I see tomorrow Skies bleeding grey, endless sorrow To see… Prion! Sickness deep within me Prion! My illness may kill me Prion! Disease is spreading Prion! The end of days is nearing Make it go away Shatter it all, don’t feel my pain Contagious sickness spreading Collapsing my brain Prion! Sickness deep within me Prion! My illness may kill me Prion! Disease is spreading Prion! The end of days is nearing Weeks to months begin to hollow Subtle pathogen Within my brain Complex reactions My reality Over again All scars and pain Fear itself Has become My reality At last Time to dig