Hordes Of Flies-Nominon

And it is the end Pale skin to caress Drained and left for dead Nothing more to expect Surreal existence am I dead Or am I alive In crimson fluid hell is what I found Feel the larva crawling Eating constant breeding Beneath the skin born again To be reborn is this life after death Transformed man dethroned Inner movement the body unveil secrets Life after this surreal existence Birth/death/birth fed up with life as the eggs hatch In rotten flesh I first meet life to live a second then Die again already searching for another dead prey Innate insects part of me Parasite inside eating me Host of flies born inside Absence of life I am the lord of flies Surreal existence am I dead or am I alive In crimson fluid hell is what I found Feel the larva crawling eating constant breeding Host of lives beneath the skin reborn Again Reincarnated in hell An army ready to conquer Fed by the lord of flies Hordes of flies