Testo di Hunger

My hands are rotting My guts are melting Eaten from inside Rancid all over Infecting those I eat Spreading the virus Walking in masses Disorder is brilliant The feeling is sublime I hunger the more I die I can no longer control the urge To chew on flesh Infecting those I eat Spreading the virus Walking in masses Disorder is brilliant Now when I am dead I am finally complete A purpose has been given It is to eat No longer pain Only the hunger Which is ended When I consume your brain My jaws have grown My muscles are stiff A strong and powerful grip Infection is a gift