Parasite

Leeching type of life, shallowest form.

Bled open sore, essence you absorb.

Fulfill the need for blood, bleed my open wound,

Because of what you are,

expect nothing less from you.

Leech No More!

Parasite you'll feed no more,

Parasite the shallowest form,

Watch you starve.

Now I see it clear right here before me,

Now I see you don't do anything for me,

Exposing all your weakness,

all your human frailty,

Leeching patterns form, mutates till bloodshed.

Masks itself deep within your skin,

Drains away.

The parasite is such a strange disease,

Leeching blood, Absorbing, Extorting,

Always needing, feeding off of me,

Cut you off, burn you, gouge you out.

The host is only good till its bled dry,

thriving on your need for material pride,

Thirsting for the finer things in life,

You'll die hungry you fucking PARASITE!