Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Swarm

Excessive
away the blood
From your shaking

up filth
It's nothing is clean when
Your mind still is

The is near

rising by a buzzing sound
Pushes you into states of
A black swarm piercing your skin
Flying high with

Sick, turning
It on you
But nothing new

Finally
we've always known
That the bug

The swarm is

Panic's rising by a sound
Pushes you into states of
A black swarm through your skin
Flying high flies

Flying high flies

Sick, turning
sick, fucking sick