Starvation

(альбом: Echoes Of The Soul - 2021)

Weak, nauseated and dazed
Apathetic, depressed death on its way
Muscles became cadaveric remains
Delusional, almost unconscious brain

Infection spreads over my body
Frail organism, no antibodies
Hypothermia, constant shivering
Confused, my motor skills are failing

No escape now!

I should thrive, not die from starvation
Humanity's worst scourge starvation

My body eats itself to survive
Every lasting cell burnt to keep me alive
My old tactic of sleeping to forget
Won't work this time, this is my deathbed

I'll eat grass, rocks and sand
Or whatever at the reach of my hand
Anything, so my guts won't hurt
And my heart keeps pumping my impoverished blood

No escape now!

I should thrive, not die from starvation
Humanity's worst scourge starvation

Just one more in a billion starving like me
Systematically killed by the system's greed

Infection spreads over my body
Frail organism, no antibodies
Hypothermia, constant shivering
Confused, my motor skills are failing

No escape now!

I should thrive, not die from starvation
Humanity's worst scourge starvation