Swarm

Swarm - Meshuggah Insectine man, carnivore. The shape of us, the conduct of flies All-consuming swarm in inconspicuous disguise Bloodseeking, parasitic. Ecstatically tracing decay Thriving in the glow that death emits, the warm perfume it radiates Re

This is who we are; nothing quite like it, nothing This is coming to a culture that everything is cross-eyed Open your fucking eyes We'll be the ones that set civilization back Open your eyes; find out that you're what you see This won't be the last

Creed - Hide To what do I owe this gift my friend? My life, my love, my soul? I've been dancing with the devil way too long And it's making me grow old Making me grow old Let's leave...oh let's get away Get lost in time Where there's no reason left t