Leave Me Alone With Him

from Dinner Is Ready by Of The Same Kind

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I woke up that night among those four moisted fuckin' walls
Witnesses of all my sins, everytime darkness falls
Nothing to eat but the rancid filth under my nails
And thoses shinny roaches lurking inside my jail

Black shrooms grows above my head, leaving a smell of piss
I load my brains with shots of dope
While my empty belly drinks my, yellow blackened liver's caustic bile
My lungs burns as I choke with my own spit behind my teeth
My eyes are rolling back, I'm blind and left for dead, starving and sick
On that wet cold sticky floor

I hear something resound, a call, but there are no doors
It says my name, it says I'm dead, it's calling more and more
Am I possessed, I'm turning mad, something is getting out
I feel a thirst of blood, a smell of flesh from crackling bones

Claws are getting out my hands and rip my skin to deads
And I feel warmed as my guts are falling into pieces
I recognize in my liver the smell of alcohol
I dive my hands in my entrails to feed the carnivore
My chest is wide open and now the dinner is ready
I'm consuming myself in an unspoken frenesy
My hate is black, my meat is bland, my fangs are blood wet soaked
My stomach lays, satiated, between my feets

Black shrooms grows above my head, leaving a smell of piss
I load my brains with shots of dope
While my empty belly drinks my, yellow blackened liver's caustic bile
My lungs burns as I choke with my own spit behind my teeth
My eyes are rolling back, I'm blind and left for dead, starving and sick
On that wet cold sticky floor

There's no more voice shaking those walls
The witnesses seems to gone
But I still gnaw some bones, among the spiders web I'm sitting
Feasting on myself alone

The meal is over and I changed into a God
Standing on the top of what I was before
The smoke of my remains, like an incense worship my wrath
My old meat becomes the lair of spiders, slugs and rats
Like an altar of flesh for the servants of the dead
My skull is the temple of those who lurks under your bed
Swallowers of light, antithesis of life
I'm the horizon of hope you'll never can sight

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from Dinner Is Ready, released September 6, 2020

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Of The Same Kind Rouen, France

Of The Same Kind is a Death Metal band from Rouen, France. Driven by anger, Florian, Jules and Gabriel spill all their guts out to merge hate and violence altogether in music.

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