Nasum - Black Swarm Lyrics
Excessive cleansingWashing away the bloodfrom your shaking handsCoughing up filthIt's like nothing is clean whenyour mind still is dirtyThe swarm is near...Panic's rising by a buzzing soundPushes you into states of regressionA black swarm piercing through your skinFlying high with fliesSick, turning sickerIt creeps on you,but that's nothing newFinally realizingWhat we've always known,that you're the bugThe swarm is here...Panic's rising by a buzzing soundPushes you into states of regressionA black swarm piercing through your skinFlying high with fliesFlying high with fliesSick, turning sicker, turning sick, *****ing sick