Whitechapel - Possession - GTP табы

Eyes are glaring red with a conscious set to kill
 Nostrils flared and the eyebrows parallel
 Thriving on the chaos and the suffering I have caused on you all
 A dispute of man and diabolical beasts
 How could one cipher such a malevolent being
 I am certain of humanity's demise
 Man will inspire the words of a new era of corruption
 Now that I can control the orifice of mankind
 I gladly inform, you're all in a world of shit
 Coprophagia would be the only solution
 Open your fucking mouth and ingest what you are
 Silent you will remain while I invoke my presence on your world
 Urges I must satisfy again and again
 Inside a shell festering is the mind of a bastard child
 Cover the earth with the blood of this lamb
 We are the disease that spreads amongst this filthy race
 Collect the dust of the ones who have fallen to the lies
 It is your last resort to a wretched memory
 Take this life for granted and hold it tight
 For we have you all under control because
 We are the disease
 Man will inspire the words of a new era of corruption
 God damn you all