You waste your filthy breath
And all your time on thee
To cast aside what you once then believed.

Screaming for a chance of revelation
Turned back from your own foundation.

As they walk!
Still too see, creeping free
 [bad word] with all thats mine 
(Burning flesh.)

They help the diseases spread, 
(Their faces full of [bad word] 
Their brains gushing out.
(Your dead!)

Sent in to set them [bad word] free, 
Stealing your soul
Still I can't [bad word] see, 
Where they fall.

 [bad word] that [bad word] your dead, 
You waste your filthy breath 
And all your time on thee 
With this [bad word] you'll weep, 
And scream, and die.

Digging through their teeth, 
Killing my own disease
Your soul is empty, 
Tear off your own throat.

Digging through their teeth, 
Killing whats mostly dead
 [bad word] the false side, 
Seeking toward certain life.