Shchedryk - 🩸 Bountiful Harvest 🩸 (CE Cover)

Stir in the dark, Something awakes Who am I now, cold haunted walls Sterile dead air, lost all control Standing in gore, what am I now Halls flash with red, Staining the air I'm not quite here, fragments of me Eleven hosts, feast on their corpse Nothing else left, what have I done Lost sense of who I am Death tracks me wherever I hide Monster claws under my skin Breaking me down, cell by cell Stir in the dark, Something awakes Who am I now, cold haunted walls Sterile dead air, lost all control Standing in gore, what am I now Halls flash with red, Staining the air I'm not quite here, fragments of me Eleven hosts, feast on their corpse Nothing else left, what have I done Lost sense of who I am Death tracks me wherever I hide Monster claws under my skin Breaking me down, cell by cell Prime living host, war's final ghost Two minds as one, must survive now Born in the dark, death follows me Don't get to close, this is the line Hunger stirs loud, vision blurs now Flesh turns anew, I'm something new No turning back This is my fate