Inner Conflict

Infection on the spirit one`s so clean and pure
Now has been invaded by something obscured
Tongues are spoken widely message from the dead
Enter transformation to a state of no return.

Sicker the only thing your body`s turning
Vomit paints the floor in blood
Disease that won`t come out through bible treatment
The seed has begun to grow.

"infected soul"
Bitings in your gut, spikes nailed in your soul, shakes are getting worse
Rotting deep inside demonic standing petrified
You start to suffer inner conflict
Bleeding you scream in agony your world is now at one with it.

Your body`s turning weak, a suicidial need, is tearing you within
In the mirror you see "a rotten corpse"
Still you are alive and breathing robber of life
You painful suffer inner conflict
You try to keep your sanity the force crave what`s left of it.

Spewing you start to choke on blood and innards
This life soon will turn to death
Cramping within your self theres heavy movement
Something want`s to exit you`r soul.

Labour you feel it`s coming out there`s no escape or hiding panic now is total
Gasping your innards coming with it, you are puking bowels launching birth through sickness.

Starring before you lays a figure of unknown description shaped through inner conflict
Helpless watch it disappear into the world your leaving sleep forever soulless.