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Cold chill running up into the cortex |
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My eyes turn black with the hinder for flesh |
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I wander around broken and aimless smelling of death |
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A lifeless cadaver needing nourishment |
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We sooth to no end a hunger that will not subside |
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The animalistic impulse that keeps us alive |
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The sounds of prey fighting for life bring me to find the soon to be pile of rotting stench |
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Satisfaction has temporarily come over me and once its gone I move on towards another feed |
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We are the foul infestation |
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We are resilient |
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Soon as I bite my children live on, living as death incarnate |
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We where conceived as a plague |
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A cataclysmic device |
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You will tremble in agoraphobic fear for the outside will become a place unwelcome to your kind |
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We are the dominant species |
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You do not have a choice |
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I'll come from the shadows to tear you apart |
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We are the dominant spices |
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You do not have a choice |
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You will become a feast, toss the scraps to the dogs |
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We are the dominant species |
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Species |
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We are the foul infestation |
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We are the resilient |
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Soon as I bite my children live on, living as death incarnate |
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Cataclysmic device |
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With every passing moment my kind grows strong |
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We only serve our primal instinct |
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We've set our eyes upon you |
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We are the dominant species |
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We are the dominant species |