I'm shedding an old skin it's been itching for a long time A part I can't hide because it holds all my lies It falls to the ground I drag it behind A
Lions in the street and roaming Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming A beast caged in the heart of a city The body of his mother Rotting in the summer ground
traffic on the streets I ran to the treetops, I ran to the sky Out to the lake, into the rain that matted my hair And soaked my shoes and skin Hid my
who mean it, your skin will be cleaned. The scales you have shed for the family disease wash the salt away from you palms. You're sweating it out. I
the spiders turn to flies (flies) The cats and dogs all eat themselves, the sight it moves our eyes The days all fade away and we're all rotting in our skin (skin
my mind All the time Kids screaming from too much beat up and they don't even rhyme They just stand there on a street corner Skin tucked in and meat side out
You are dead Rotting skin Decaying skulls are caving in crying out Set me free Torturing the inner me burning soul Black with hate Searching for one to
a bat out of Hell Oh, like a bat out of Hell Oh, like a bat out of Hell Oh, like a bat out of Hell Oh, like a bat out of Hell Oh, like a bat out of
real When it all happened I was in the lime light News, camera, gaven killer stamina Another year I'm here but forgotten Skin is rotting feeling old,
for them Days and nights a blur Nothing clear - greys - only shades No more toes, only one hand No commands, just screams of silence Brain rotting, skin
the future is the key to unlock my past Leaking membrane, consuming bodies Carving out the cunts, blood my lubrification Spewing pus on rotted skin,
this dead body's thirst One month in the grave Twisted and half decayed She turned a putrid yellow I pissed in her maggot filled asshole Fucking the rotting
years, now alive The dead came to life Dead creatures out for blood After death we will awaken Unhuman beings from beyond Rotting zombies out for blood
, ugly outside Ugly inside, ugly outside Ten dead bodies just a rotting away I got 'em all propped up next to me In my room, a chopped-off leg, a popped-out
