Visceral Bleeding

Visceral Bleeding - 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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