SEMPITERNAL DEATHREIGN - Creep-o-rama lyrics

rate me

The urge to all your needs

The cause to all your deeds

Why within your soul

Your sick thoughts are to grow?

Superficial cubism

Mentally in extremist

Immersed in sarcasm

Dear god, what is this we're goin' through?

Nauseous to oneself and each other

In philosophic fantatism

The source of social sadism

And ideal place for

Creep-o-rama

Creep-o-rama

The devil in your all

Your size in bad stands tall

Drifted from the sane

Your trip to hell's arranged

Tremendous hole

Take this life

Crawl it deep

End the vice

To be free

Them and me

Eternally<br />

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Thanks to razvan