These Demons

In ancient mines grew parasites
That have evolved but rapidly
They're feeding on our fear
Oh, what a catastrophe

Skinned alive!
Genocide!
Do you think that we will survive?

There's only a fools chance
So we better make it last

Can we escape death?
Without the rules of heaven or hell?

Oh, I'm tryin to believe
That everything I see is not a dream
But is really right infront of me
Hearing distant screams as I attempt to flee
Selfish me keeps on sprinting

Can we escape death?

And now the reaper approaches with his children
I see the hate within his eyes
Oh, they burn so fucking bright
Mutation mutilation!
This is the end of mankind

And now I'm running for my life
Mutated parasites right behind me
Disfiguring everything
Is running a lost cause?

This ocean of bodies growing stronger
My chance of survival is nonexistent

This can't be!
I've spawned at the gates of hell, please, set me free
No not a dream
Animosity at its peak
No they will never set us free