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letra de chapter8_resistance to antibiotics - sewerperson

[intro]
th-through the spread of chel’ul has come the inevitable transformation, or “z-zombification,” if you will, of the population consuming the tainted crop
a-as-as stated earlier, this is a parasite from a different world, never before seen on earth, th-therefore, there is no defense against its kind
(sorrow bringer)
something in my head just had f-cked me up
know when i hit my bed, i’m hating waking up
something on my face i saw when shaving up
jumped the razor, and its p-ss collected quickly on thе razor bump, now it keep greying up
i see colours in my spit, i’m scared of looking up
and i look sickly in this mirror that i’m gazing up
so i break it on my drеsser and it turned to junk

[verse 1]
cursed and it flipped, now it’s doctors in my face taking spit and blood, uh
what could i have gotten from this bas-m-nt life? (yeah)
what could i have eaten when i starve at night?
yeah, anytime i bleed, i touch the copper pipes, okay
i could see the look in their face, they don’t know
i-i could feel the static in my veins like it’s snow
i could feel my will inside my brain letting go
it’s nothing like before, this time they don’t kn—

[bridge]
yeah, this time they don’t kn—
it’s nothing like before, this time they don’t kn—
yeah—before, this time they don’t kn—
it’s nothing like before, this time they don’t kn—
[beat switch]

[verse 2]
rip, yeah, rip apart
i break off his ribs and i dig into his heart
i can’t feel my sin, i’m inside the long dark
occupying the stem of my brain, is plague spore, yeah
i was never in charge, i’m not pilot to this vessel
when you see it walk, you see just how it dishevels
bacteria’s to blame, but this one’s kissed by the devil
once you see them change, burn them down before it settles
i know time couldn’t heal what we brought with our ventures
blood became seal for the direst of letters
all the fluids have congealed in the bodies of our senders
barricade with steel, seal the gaps when they weather
may god forgive the methods used in sacrifice of my counterparts
the stalest wind blows the rotten fumes from the k!lling fields to this den of ours as we try to wait it out (try to make it out)

- sewerperson

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