Enwrapped In Guts - Dawn of Disease

Surrounded by those who you once trusted in

All of them were willing to give their blood for you

Lying on the cold ground sedated for the surgery

For the removal of the entrails

Enwrapped in gust

You are suffocating

Consciousness is blurring as the blade divides your flesh

Nausea overwhelms as you gaze upon the gaping wound

Slowly and dolorous the bowels are torn out

Their warmth is scattered on your entire body

To drown

Suffocation

Lashing out at you

The mass is avenging

Frantic carnage, ceaseless bludgeoning

The gust entwined around

Your face, your throat, your chest

Pulmonic moratorium, laid to rest

Gasping in aspiration

Desperation in suffocation

Enwrapped in gust

Surrounded by those who you once trusted in

All of them are now willing to witness

How you are miserably perishing