Woorden: Job for a Cowboy. Relinquished.

Her mouth stands to convey
To convey swarms of plague

Time corrodes
As her jaws have itself locked into place
At the grips of her own hands
This woman carries her victims to their passing

They hold back tight
They hold back tight

Time slowly corrodes
As her jaws have locked
Time slowly corrodes
As her jaws have locked

This woman carries her victims to their passing

For when this woman arches back
Her skin sheds from her bare limbs
As their flesh begins to pile at their own feet
As their flesh begins to pile at their own feet

This disease continues
To dilate as it immerses through the air
Immerses through the air

She can no longer hide what she is
What she is

Contamination grows in the town where she lays
Contamination grows in the town where she lays
And where she sleeps

Her people before her
Beg only for forgiveness
Beg only for forgiveness
From their bare limbs

Her mouth stands open to convey
Swarms of plague

Their flesh piles at their feet
Their flesh piles at their feet
Their flesh piles at their feet