Matricide

Parasites on my skin

Baptized in acid rain

Gears grinding fast, there's no turning back

Price to pay is overdue now

Smoke has filled the air, soon you rule over

Sea of plastic waste

Heal me or this will be my funeral

Please cure me, and purify my soul

Appetite that can't be satisfied

Gift of life, pearls for the swine

Heal me or this will be my funeral

Please cure me, and purify my soul

Now we must be strong, or these fires will burn us alive

You make me weak again, this is the mind over matter

But it matters not

Matricide

Matricide

Matricide

Heal me or this will be my funeral

Please cure me, and purify my soul

Now we must be strong, or these fires will burn us alive

You make me weak again, this is the mind over matter

We must be strong, or these fires will burn us alive

You make me weak again, this is the mind over matter

But it matters not