Waste of Space Orchestra
Wake Up the Possessor
Rewriting predictions
I'll fall into a diseased mind
Gone

Unsacred bond forms
For the sake of being scarred
For the sake of being scarred
For the sake of being scarred
For the sake of being scarred
For the sake of being scarred
For the sake of being scarred
For the sake of being scarred

Walls full of lifeless faces
Inhaling blank air

Wake up the possessor
"I am the filth you spit
The wounds you cause"

La tua anima
La tua anima
La tua anima
La tua anima
La tua anima

Swell inward
Rot outward
Eye of my mania

Nacido!
Nacido!
Nacido!
Nacido!
Nacido!
Nacido!