The nights go by like minutes fly,
and the tries right now are like dead man's eyes.
Clean blood shows no signs of hate.
Eatin' peoples bodies, just a twist of fate.
And a host is found, and eventually swarmed.
And the town it goes still as the flesh is torn.
And it's spread around for all to see.
He growls to the world,
"You're never gunna kill me!"
And I woke up from a nightmare miles deep
without ever going to sleep.
Fed a man who seemed to be hungry for what he used to see.
Eyes so sharp for attack.
Hold but everything back.
Honest eyes that'll never be seen.
The past 20 years inside a human being.
Waiting, hiding, gettin' sick of trying.
Too strong for anything like dying!
On now is right here in front of us.
Shot down, but one would never be enough.
Seething, growling, brethren are howlin'.
"Move in!" you can hear them all shoutin'
I woke up from a nightmare miles deep
without ever going to sleep.
Fed a man who seemed to be hungry for what he used to see.
Eyes so sharp for attack.
Hold but everything back.
Woke up from a nightmare miles deep
without ever going to sleep.
Fed a man who seemed to be hungry for what he used to see.
Eyes so sharp for attack.
Hold but everything back.
credits
from Taste of Blood,
track released March 24, 2013
Ted Evans - Bass, Lead Vocals, Synth
Jeebs Simpson - Lead & Rhythm Guitar
Zakk Badour - Drums
Music and Lyrics written by Vorasek
Copyrighted '14
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