Cold seems crippling lame meander through corridors aromaand's thick
with age mark off the day reflections of my life are fading
Pull me out of body donand't want it donand't want in,
feeble frail and rotting descending iand'm lost in,
a structure thatand's collapsing donand't want it cast into,
maker take the body donand't want it wants me
Past has found its place salvation is no more will god accept my
peace bleached will pardon me reflections of my life are fading
pull me out of body donand't want it donand't want in,
feeble frail and rotting descending iand'm lost in,
a structure thatand's collapsing donand't want it cast into,
maker take the body donand't want it wants me
I just want to run fly kites wrestle jump and play
swim through waves that crash to shore memories in me
cocooned in misery
Iand'm sick and tired of embracing reflections of past time receive me
or cast me away
...god please take me away
resistance futile suicidal ideas i will crucify my own being satisfy
selfish needs fuck the deities justify my own right to whatand's waiting
for me
On the other side the time has come lock and load iand'm coming iand'm
coming iand'm coming iand'm coming home
Pull me out of body donand't want it donand't want in,
pull me out of body donand't want it donand't want in,
pull me out of body donand't want it donand't want in,
feeble frail and rotting descending iand'm lost in,
a structure thatand's collapsing descending donand't want it,
maker take the body donand't want it wants me,
pull me out of body donand't want it donand't want in,
feeble frail and rotting descending iand'm lost in,
a structure thatand's collapsing descending donand't want it,
maker take the body donand't want it wants me
I just want to run fly kites wrestle jump and play
swim through waves that crash to shore memories in me
cocooned in misery
the darkness overcomes soul soars to the other plain
existence past the door i sail through purgatoryand's bay
I asked a god for poison cradle me sown to my dreams souls searching
death blossoms where clouds lie over me held in godand's hands death
blooming
Dark for fear of failure an inner gloom as wide as an eye and
fermenting roiling hate death grip in my veins unveiling rancid
petals flowering forth foul nectar the space between a blink and a
tear
...death blooms.
