Finem Vitae Cura Songtext
von Devourer

Bedridden with scabs that merged with the sheets
Cold sweat mixes with the desperate tears
That run to the lips so dry of thirst
While tired lungs are struggling with the phlegm
And eerie drowning breaths are the only sounds to be heard
A lonely candle burns and the shadows dances on the wall
To the silent music of sorrow that′s beginning to fill the room Loved ones at the bedside tries to bring comfort
With egoistic hope that only fuels the catatonia
The stench of sickness stings in their nostrils
As their skin starts to ache and they shiver though there isn't cold
They are beginning to develop the first early symptoms
Of a ruthless disease that in hindsight shall be considered the cure


The gaping hungry graves are yearning for nourishment
And the ravenous worms will soon grow fat on the decaying flesh
A plague that makes the black death pale in comparison
Humanity falls into the inevitable as corpses dry in the scorching sun
All dignity vanish with the weakening of the limbs
Why not just end it all while you still possess the strength?
Or are you too proud or just fearing your pathetic God
All though that none of your prayers have never been answered?
Join the ones that you loved six feet underground
After all it was them who gave you the meaning to go on
A last breath is drawn in the blood-red dawn
And a sigh of relief is uttered to the cold caress of death