"Malady" lyrics

"Malady"

Resurrecting my dormant pain
My cursed indefinite suffering
Breeding sorrow to all in my wake
This sickness won't die
I still long for my grave
Conceived in misery
Bastard-born and laid to rest

Rotting flesh draped upon my carcass
Dreams of pestilence seared to my flesh
Relentless angel of affliction
The ghostly harbinger, bringer of death

Cleanse this vile disease

Condemned torment
My corpse to rot as a memory
Condemned torment
Mouthful of pills, no remedy

Damned to my misery
Waiting to bury me

Crestfallen
Trapped in my malady
Numb to the touch
Cleanse this vile disease
Cleanse this vile disease
Cleanse me

Breeding sorrow to all in my wake
This sickness won't die
I still long for my grave
Mentally crucified within my destiny
Eternity screaming at me

I still long for my grave
Condemned
Cursed to this pain
Torment
I still long for my grave

Cleanse my disease

Condemned torment
My corpse to rot as a memory
Condemned torment
Mouthful of pills, no remedy

End me
End me
End me
End me
End me
End me
End me


Writer(s): Robert Crow, Michael Cassese, David Simonich Iii
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