Текст песни Fear of Swarm - Fyrce Muons

Coming amidst me the swarms of jellies' orbs
Urchin arms exploding out with skeletal hands and melting into my body

Scathing incisions with their hair
Monsters fleeing eyeballs wrap me bare
Be filled with simple leeches
I take the only chances
They clean the bones inside my lair

Just a fiend who gathers all his Abel
Bait is hanging nothing is the real
Then upon the pattern in saliva
Taste the brine in a margarita
Then you find they come from in your halo
When they march not another rifle
Swarm disease not another rifle

Sensing suffocation in this air
Crawling with a million living hairs
Moving as the reaper's mess
Give it up and please the rest
Crawling in a ball below the snare