[performed by The Body]
This is disease
There is a parasite moving inside of me
My pole star, my affliction
My serene blood on everything
It is listening
In the last light and sideways
Where did it go
and what I must ask it
Am I alive?
Gutted and hollow
With arms curled under
Gutted and hollow
The arms of dying children reach up through your bread
Everything is looking into a leper's mouth
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
