I have found in this place it’s got plenty of cases and all of them filled with disease
Deepdown under the ground I hear horrible sounds
and they come from a labratory
I have gone and round mutants and monsters and minotaur writing as far as the eye can see
woe is me! How will I escape from this disease tell me please
In this darkened black room there is infinite gloom
what a ghrrible place to be
these terrible times were created with rhymes in this
awful shit hole far from humanity
Woe is me! How will I escape from this disease tell me please
All terror and doom fill this nasty-ass room wll beyond any hope of safety
If only someone would come discover this place,
even if it’s just to kill mee, quickly, with any merderous method that they please.
This is my brother. He sings about the world through the eyes of a hiker and it is beautiful. We've done some Album-a-days together, you can find them on here. Adam Hosack