Visceral Evisceration

Visceral Evisceration - Fed To The Dogs songtekst

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Nervous twitching, panic rising, heart is pounding, 
hard to breathe
Running, fleeing, there's no way, to overpower these 
mad beasts
Feel them gaining, getting closer, soon they'll have my 
scent
Turn, run another way
Sudden moves, sudden spin, have to make them go the 
other way
Make them loose my scent, predators, running, hunting 
me
Wants my blood, want to sink, their razor-sharp teeth 
into me
Craving blood imagening, teeth in me
As I turn, I scratch my arm, blood from the wound will 
fuel their rage
Eyes are burning, from the sweat, running down my white 
pale face,
In the corner of my eye, I see them, they have run me 
down
Gnawing, chewing, tearing ripping flesh
Their grizzly wrath unleashed upon me
I'm ripped to pieces
Stare, with their blood shot eyes, ready look, empty 
gaze, only driven, by their lust for blood
Hear aweful crunching sounds, as their jaws sink down 
hard, crushing my bones, tissues gets revealed.
Gnawing at my face, chewing at my arms
I can feel the flesh give in to them, to their grizzly 
wrath.
Eaten by these predators,
I'll be a pile of bones,
Nothing can stop these furious flesh craving bastards
Disgusting mix of blood and drool
Smearing on my face
Filling up my mouth, makes me sick
Empty staring blood shot eyes
Running, fleeing, there's no way to overpower, these 
mad beasts
Feel them gaining, getting closer, soon they'll have my 
scent
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