Fever ​​wych elm

I’ve been bitten
I’m ridden with disease
In the blistering heat
I never learn from my history

There’s a fever rattling in my chest
There’s a fever rattling in my chest
There’s a fever rattling in my chest
It won’t rest

Teeth bared, hackles raised
I was bred to hate through my abdominal pain
Hack it up, spit it out
Right into the mouth

There’s a fever rattling in my chest
There’s a fever rattling in my chest
There’s a fever rattling in my chest
It won’t rest

Don’t shake my hand
That fateful summer
We held tightly
Onto each other
Famine babies
Sit in the wombs of starving mothers
I don’t wanna die
Don‘t make me suffer