paroles de chanson Becoming - LIK

Madness - pain
Infernal fever brings dreams of Death
Nausea - darkness
Vomiting until there′s nothing left
Aching - convulsing
Body functions cease to exist
Weakness - sick
Baskin in the sunshine in a field of death

The bullet fired missed my Head
Soon I walk among the undead

It's taking over I′m going Insane
The sickness inside
Dead to the world yet still alive
I roam the Earth
With two feet in the grave

Battle - death
Shrapnel tearing torso shreds
Peeling - gnawing
Skin ripped from my back
Gunshot wounds
Blood pouring from my skin
Stalking - dead
Limbs crawling without the head