Текст песни Beneath The Frozen Soil - Signs Of That Grim Malady

Slowly eating my soul
from within
and from outside
gnawing my bones raw

unrelenting maws of emotion
Cannibalizing wave of affection
carnivorous sense of attraction

Oh my hatefull
I will suffer

Kill on sight
that thing inside you
that wretched burning desire
claustrophobic insane dreaming
putrid crushing defeat
source of endless agony

If I cannot withstand
this malign onslaught
I will suffer

Kill on sight
that thing inside you

oh my hateful, I will suffer
like we all do
on the spiked, searing altars

Oh my hatefull

And my soul is weak
My walls have crumbled
My being invaded
How sweet it tastes, this utter defeat
How it burns my flesh with joy
I know it will be the blessed end of me