《Sickened》歌词

[00:00:13] Sickened -Exhumed

[00:00:13] The first ripening pustule -reared its black head today

[00:00:15] A mephitic harbinger -of inexorable decay

[00:00:17] Carbuncles and buboes -weeping welts to ensue

[00:00:19] Blood bears infection -as it courses through

[00:00:21] In sickness as in health -sickened by the sight

[00:00:24] Of myself in the mirror -cowering from the light

[00:00:26] Sickened in heart and mind -bowed beneath this blight

[00:00:27] Flesh suppurates -blood drains to white

[00:00:29] Once infected death's grip seizes through my veins

[00:00:34] Blackening sores erupt, fever boils through my brains

[00:00:41] A contagious affliction, sputum expectorates red

[00:00:43] Sickened unto the grave

[00:00:43] As epidermal revulsion marks me as soon to be dead

[00:00:47] Sickened unto the grave

[00:00:50] Sickened -unto the grave

[00:01:00] My family and neighbors -come shun my face

[00:01:03] For fear of infection -I'll be left to my fate

[00:01:05] Writhing in dejection -in an abhorrent state

[00:01:07] My blood drains to white -sickened unto the grave

[00:01:10] The pustules rupture -a foul, fetid spew

[00:01:12] Swollen piles leaking -infectious, discolored grue

[00:01:13] My shocking reflection -I no longer recognize

[00:01:14] As I succumb to decay -before my festered eyes

[00:01:18] The only solace I find is that as the contagion spreads

[00:01:22] I'll be joined by you all amongst the numberless dead

[00:01:29] A contagious affliction, sputum expectorates red

[00:01:30] Sickened unto the grave

[00:01:33] As epidermal revulsion marks me as soon to be dead

[00:01:36] Sickened unto the grave

[00:01:38] Sickened -unto the grave

[00:01:54] Life looms somewhere forgotten in a feverish haze

[00:01:57] As my extremities contort beneath my gore-grizzled gaze

[00:01:59] Waking hours turned to nightmare as my senses decay

[00:02:01] And my blood drains to white, sickened unto the grave

[00:02:09] There's a ripening reek that emanates from my crotch

[00:02:16] And I dare not speak the horrid shade of the blotch

[00:02:23] That marks my face as one soon to be at death's door

[00:02:30] As I now become totally rotten to the gore -totally rotten to the gore

[00:02:45] [Lead -Bud

[00:03:04] [Lead -Matt

[00:03:17] [Lead -Bud

[00:03:27] As my bowels liquefy and my skin sloughs away

[00:03:30] Sickened unto the grave

[00:03:31] I welcome the cold comfort of death's black embrace

[00:03:34] Sickened unto the grave

[00:03:36] Sickened -unto the grave

[00:03:55] [Lead -Matt