Текст песни Worship The Pestilence - The Hemlock

Оригинальный текст песни The Hemlock

Looking harmless enough
Harboring very deadly poison
Infused with Deadly Cicutoxin
From the bowels of its roots, of its roots

Generate potentially fatal symptoms

Sadly, won’t survive
Afflicted with amnesia
Sadly, won’t outlast
Sustaining lasting tremors

Sadly, deceased by an infusion

A voluntary scapegoat
Instructed to wander
In circular patterns
Digesting the substances
So unlucky to assimilate
Such a dreadful essence

His legs felt the numbness
Hit the ground on his knees
Pinched on his bare foot
To never feel his legs again
Numbness slowly crept up
Reaching its core and soul

His death, the purifying remedy
To all the misfortunes
Spreading on the city
On the minds of the Owlets

Mankind will always
Pledge enough respect
To substances in
The essences of
Such a poisonous
Elixir to send
Living souls to
The other side