Lyrics
Spouting yellow pus they re feeding on our souls, dead life not lost, devour us piece by piece
insect insect
And numb spinal chords, our unburied carcass, new life from us dead life not lost
Will be reduced to bone, spouting yellow pus from us
New life from us dead life not lost, invading our bodily cavities Curbi, devour us piece by piece
Spouting yellow pus, devour us piece by piece Insect, they feed to hatch the spawn
Invading our bodily cavities, our unburied carcass, new life from us
Open sores drain slow, devour us piece by piece
They re feeding on our souls, spouting yellow pus they re feeding on our souls
Will be reduced to bone, new life from us dead life not lost Insect, and numb spinal chords
dead life not lost
Open sores drain slow, and numb spinal chords
spouting yellow pus from us
Insect insect, open sores drain slow
Will be reduced to bone, on our inactive brains Curbi, devour us piece by piece
And numb spinal chords, inside they multiply
New life from us, this dead life not lost Curbi, devour us piece by piece
insect insect
Survival from what is dead and cold, inside they multiply
open sores drain slow
Invading our bodily cavities, dead human flesh brings nourishment, inside they multiply
After we die, devour us piece by piece
On our inactive brains, they re feeding on our souls, invading our bodily cavities
A sickening odor seeps from us, inside they multiply
They re feeding on our souls, invading our bodily cavities, this dead life not lost
Survival from what is dead and cold, new life from us
spouting yellow pus
spouting yellow pus they re feeding on our souls
New life from us dead life not lost, after we die Insect, this dead life not lost
New life from us dead life not lost, survival from what is dead and cold
Spouting yellow pus from us, open sores drain slow
this dead life not lost
a sickening odor seeps from us
on our inactive brains
Our unburied carcass, our unburied carcass
will be reduced to bone
Survival from what is dead and cold, spouting yellow pus they re feeding on our souls Curbi, dead human flesh brings nourishment
A sickening odor seeps from us, will be reduced to bone, open sores drain slow
A sickening odor seeps from us, inside they multiply
This dead life not lost, dead human flesh brings nourishment, devour us piece by piece
on our inactive brains