Spirits Drip by BLACK BOX (rock) Lyrics

A cold sweat never felt so right. Trampled by day, fall into night. Spirits drip out of sight. I’m still living under the knife

Acceleration: mold and bleed. Growth is pain, I am born again

Spiritual panic. Inflating disease. Product of human error. Product of me


Acceleration: All that I see? They built a paradise. Another perfect place to die