Flayed tellurian husk I hear the bell ring and the light of my consciousness begins to dim There's nothing to be done but to squeal
My mind begins to reel as I rip through to my psyche to achieve harmony; my vision lurches back, exposing an interstitial deformity
There's never rest for me In a heavenward spiral Only to be denied passage
Ignominious degradation My mistakes I've made are now what make me
I've given you everything I have And it's still not enough Bring forth your instruments of torture
Mutilate me
Endless arrows, puncturing deep Flayed fucking husk, teething concrete
Flayed before your altar Bleeding Digging under my skin SeethingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
