Encased in gas layers that cancel vibrations How could this happen to me? Beating on windows, they cannot see in Bruising my hands as I'm flailing my limbs Running - through the endless rooms to see where they begin Every door is ominous with light beyond its trim Am I dreaming, is this hell? The air in these rooms has a smell Now I'm crawling on the floor I can feel grease and dirt on my pores My screams, they echo and then come back to me The walls get narrow, it reaches out for me How do they follow through the rooms to nowhere? As it gets darker, these halls lose all gravity, I float Drifting here, vertigo (excrement starts to flow in the air...)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
