Grind - and feed - on emotions,
humanivore
Grind - and feed - on pain,
humanivore
Grind - and feed - on hope,
humanivore
Grind - and feed - on me,
humanivore
Blessed. Feeding.
Grind - and feed - on emotions,
humanivore
Grind - and feed - on pain,
humanivore
Blessed. Feeding.
Threshold of grieving.
In fact it feels damn clear
that the flesh you eat is deeply poisoned.
With me.
In fact it feels damn clear
that the flesh you eat is deeply poisoned.
With the hopes - and faith -
of those that will never be chosen.
Stop the lies!
Stop the feed! The lies!
Stop the feed!
Sink your teeth in me.
Sink your teeth in me and destroy.
Under all this flesh.
Under all this flesh there lies a heart.
A dead carcass.
A feint passion.
A destruction.
A lost dream.
Sink your teeth in me.
Sink your teeth in me and destroy.
Under all this flesh. under all this flesh there lies a heart.
A dead carcass. A feint passion.
A destruction. A lost dream.
Now you step aside. Make way for my time.
Reigning over there. Far from my own sight.
Sink your teeth in me.
Sink your teeth in me and destroy.
Under all this flesh.
Under all this flesh there lies a heart.

INVIA LE CORREZIONI