الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
Cleave through the casing
Carve to the core
Burn out the virus
Strip out the spore
Contaminated
There's nothing pure
Reanimated
I am the cure
Break out your kill cutter
Hell in the headspace
Insanity it always finds me
Keep running but it's right behind me
There is no gravity
But I have somehow fallen so far
Dead spaces inside me
My ghosts will haunt the farthest of stars
