[ Featuring Caviar ]
Underneath the Watcher's light
The rain pours right through me
And amidst my lungs they burn
And feel as though I'm drowning
The traffic of the day means absolutely nothing
I try and walk the line but I never cease to be falling
And finally the blood will drip and dry on the hands of saints
And we will find ourselves amidst the joys of agony
The rocks, my back, just made of stone
I feel these stitches, I'm stuck in this drone
My throat so dry, their disgusting sighs
Their thoughts are not their own
Unending pain, the hour longing, I'm lost in my own disease
I wish for black, the end to come
It seems as though I should sleep
And through the suffering
Electrified nervous systems cannot abort my demons
My back scalped, needles and pins, embedding deeper sins
(Suffocate)
Exhale ammonia deep breaths as if I'm made of cement
(In cellophane)
And through the suffering
(Suffocate)
Electrified nervous systems cannot abort my demons
(All Through These Days)
My back scalped, needles and pins, embedding deeper sins
(Suffocate)
Exhale ammonia deep breaths as if I'm made of cement
(All Through These Days)
Trapped, snared into a sense of a being
Turned into, into nothing
The howls, the screams, the blood, teeth and dreams
I do not feel pleased
The bitter, the cold, the frost bite, no snow
I'm feeling sluggish and slow
Faster they yell, faster they tell
Nothing will be guaranteed
How long will I last
In this world of shattered glass
How long will I wait
Will this fruit ever have taste
The glass, my spine
One piece at a time
The slivers, my tongue
I'm over and I'm done
Horrible the Horror
The time consumed
Four ghosts ripped
From a wretches womb
May time cast stitches
May time open wounds
The emotional scarring
An explosion soon
