Paroles de Dermal Sore

Dermal sore Fit of pain My body bathed in water Does not alleviate me, alleviates me anymore Shades become more protective Than all new medicines The crackle draws gaping sores My flesh slowly rots Each of my gesteres has now become The most terrible agony I give up this useless fight for life slowly, slowly, slowly I don't know what we'll become Shapeless hardenskin creatures As bark protecting us from sun's agressions Dermal sore I feel my skin changing Dermal sore I feel my skin changing