Burning Cells Lyrics - Singles - Disarmonia Mundi

like flesh in a slaughter house 

I know we are pleasant cowshed 

upset like a pig in his gore 

swim fast and fuck your needs 

you're not alone now 

let it go! 

wanna close your eyes 

tired of this nauseating cream 

but strobos flash your skin 

and you know 

you're done, trippin' down 

you can transgress now 

rebel against what? 

no choice, one way 

to get rid of the shit stored 

need some vaseline? 

to keep good all she promises 

can't be slave to the image 

display your illness 

you became slave, stupid fucker! 

how long will it last 

all a story to live 

one thousand of cells to hive, to burn 

from now you can begin 

light dissolving in my saliva 

under the tongue fire 

claustrophobia 

your brain is suffering inside 

exploding 

he found his grave in your mind 

try to get up fucker 

you're sitting or you're already standing 

tell me which's your aftershave 

you are a floweret by this side 

to whom someone broke the stalk