Superjoint Ritual | Lyrics | Sickness

Sweating, freezing, itching, bleeding, self styled, poison
A lethal meeting, face down, helpless in 48 hrs
Sickness

Revolting, distorting, and changing for worsened
No one will recognize exactly what's wrong
You are denying and lying
No truth, pull up, you've lost your old friends

They'll never return again, even when your senses return again
Sickness, self desired, self assured, with staff infection
Nauseous and bloated, your best behind you now, irritate

Amputate, four burning lines
A blood coated ending to your life's story
Sickness

Paranoia, schizophrenia, resembling
A picture of disabled fear
The future is pestilence under your skin
Sickness

As gravity pulls you down and then under, the pain, it increases
With every step you're begging for the ending
The dragon is sending you messages from the frin reapers plans
Sweating, freezing, itching till bleeding, self styled poison

A lethal meeting, face down and helpless, terror engulfs us
The sickness that saves us is killing us now