Circle Of Dead Children - 10 Fingers (my Last Ten Minutes) lyrics

Spit slides like sludge from the lips Mumbling the lost words of a Fall grievance I can barely speak to you with purple lips and a cracked smile Ripped apart in unequaled confusion Always sewing my stability back together with the thinnest of twineRip and sew Rip and sewRip and sewPut me back togetherRip and sewRip and sewRip and sew Put me back togetherSplit apart at all the vital seams And the tears that seep from my eyes drip and mix with blood and ink Blood, tears, and ink in a pirouette of mayhem and tranquillity It's a whitewash of emotionSweat kisses my tongue and I know that I'm still real I know that I'm still alive with myself I yell out your name and choke frothing deprivationThe nourishment of loss Asleep with asleepCreeping, inching, crawling across the floor toward the gate 'cause that's where the flowers bloom and wiltRoses laced with blood and drool Watching the pigment drain away from petals clung to my bodyAngelic and sweet I'm losing feelingRaking open my chest with thornsShed back the skin Exposed to he elementsFrigid cold violent dedication A human desecration