Nasum - The Black Swarm lyrics

Excessive cleansing
Washing away the blood
From your shaking hands

Coughing up filth
It is like nothing´s clean when
Your mind still is dirty

The swarm is near...

Panic´s rising by a buzzing sound
Pushes you into states of regression
A black swarm piercing through your skin
Flying high with flies

Sick, turning sicker
It creeps on you,
But that isn´thing new

Finally realizing
What we have always known
That you are the bug

The swarm is here...

Panic´s rising by a buzzing sound
Pushes you into states of regression
A black swarm piercing through your skin
Flying high with flies

Flying high with flies

Sick, turning sicker, turning sick, f*cking sick

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