imagine to set one fire burn out the infection spread the ruin end the tyrrany
I saw you shut out the light tape the black fabric over your eyes
and this is the way you see there`s a war going on insde me
let me go down...
your diseased hand touches my mouth
and the words and fingers rot and curl and wither
there`s a hollowness that festers there let me go down...
I`m in the need to cut you to pieces.
twist the lids of your blinded vision.
I`m in the need to dismember the ruinous joints of you
I`m in the need for slaughter - I`ve got the taste of blood on my tongue...
picking at the skin offering no protection
I`m bared down to the wires
leave me this tarnished key to lock and silence
I need to be filled up with light
hope is sunken like my blackened eyes
I`ve lost this breath
withering solace
the ghost came to carry me home...