Firstling - Gentle Breeze Lyrics

Gentle breeze running
(Running through my head)
My pain is true
(They're rotting on my skin)
My nerves are boiling
(I am suffocated by a weightless coat)

Produce
Swallow
Be my
Cutthroat

Your ignorance is my deterioration
Lower your desires

Produce
Swallow

This strain is growing
Make them disappear

Devastation!
Do you want me to show?
(I want to show!)
Desolation!
Do you want me to show?
(I want to show!)

Blast away!
(We want a life like theirs in Hollywood)
Go away!
(We want a life like theirs in Hollywood)
Time is up!

Flames!
On your loved ones
Freeze!
On your homeland
Floods!
On your children
Plagues!
On your system

Your time here is over
Your kind is bad and dry
I've found a way to go further
I've found a way to get by

(Bad and dry)
(Time to slay)