Whitechapel - Possession

Eyes are glaring red with a conscious set to kill Nostrils flared and the eyebrows parallel Thriving on the chaos and the suffering I have caused on you all A dispute of man and diabolical beasts How could one cipher such a malevolent being I am certain of humanity's demise (x2) Man will inspire the words of a new era of corruption Now that I can control the orifice of mankind I gladly inform, you're all in a world of shit Coprophagia would be the only solution Open your fucking mouth and ingest what you are Silent you will remain while I invoke my presence on your world Urges I must satisfy again and again (x3) Inside a shell festering is the mind of a bastard child Cover the earth with the blood of this lamb (x3) We are the disease that spreads amongst this filthy race (x2) Collect the dust of the ones who have fallen to the lies It is your last resort to a wretched memory Take this life for granted and hold it tight For we have you all under control because We are the disease (x3) Man will inspire the words of a new era of corruption God damn you all Eyes are glaring red with a conscious set to kill Nostrils flared and the eyebrows parallel (x3) God damn you all