Hospital Violence from Ergot [EP] by Closet Witch

Profit off of the sick, diseased

You profit off the sick - the plagues that kill us
Mercilessly taking advantage of those who've been condemned
Foreclosing homes - hopes and dreams lost
Just so you can have all of yours

Your cancer is worth thousands
Your toxic blood has it's weight in gold

And it means nothing to them
Because it means everything to you
And they wouldn't have it any other way

And if roles reversed
And they needed me today
Would I take everything for them to pay

Face down heart open all the way

And it never should have came down to this
But you had to have it all

• Metal
• grind
• grindcore
• mathcore
• power violence
• screamo
• Iowa