A creeping dose

Hell rains upon me
With the reigns of atomic end it doesnt matter what i believe
'cause in the end t's all about the means
These winds are no longer
Safe for breathing
They convey the fatal blow
But a essel that special delivers poisons
They're flowing sraight into my lungs
I should have known that it would end this away
But I was locked up shut down shoving it all away
I was in denial
And you know you ‘re all guilty too
You ‘re all fuc*** guilty
There‘s a sickness in my body

Every pore
Every aperture
An avenue for the life to escape it ‘s host
Everything I touch I leave my husk behind
Emptybones and undertones of fumes that sear my soul
I ‘ll repair these tattered lungs with a drop of cyanide Upon my tongue
I ‘m too sick to move
I'm too weak to make it through
The soil I lay upon has been polluted with the truth
And I ‘m too sick to move
Arms made of lead along with a shortness of breath Brougth on my armies of dead men
With no sense of regret
There ‘s a sickness in my body

Every pore
Every aperture
An avenue
For the life to escape it ‘s host
Everything I touch leave my husk behind
Emptybones and undertones of fumes
That sear my soul
I'll repair these tattered lungs
With a drop of cyanide

Upon my tongue
Now my lungs are filled
With a creeping dose of bitter disgust
For the i used to trust
The world was yet to see what can truly be unifashed
When you f*** with the intercontinental travesty