My skin is cold,
Transfusion with somebody
Morose and old,
Drop into fruitless dyingIt was tempting and bared,
The whoring angel rising
Now burning prayers,
My silent time of losingMy foes - they can't destroy my body
Colliding slow, like life itself
Long for the blur,
We cannot dry much longer
Cement to dirt,
Disgusted with my cheapnesssMy foes - they can't destroy my body
Colliding slow, like life itself
My foes, My foes - they can't destroy my body
Colliding slow, like life itselfReaching down, staring up (at the forgiver)
My foes - they can't destroy my body
Colliding slow, like life itselfMy foes, My foes - they can't destroy my body
Colliding slow, like life itself, like life itself
