Piercing the soul
Touching the wound
Paying the toll
Do you feel like??? ride/right (?)back to the womb/wound(?)
Feeding the rage
Screaming your name
Turning the page
Not reading the words
Not playing the game
This time none of my gods will save me
None of my wounds will heal
This time none of my gods will heal me
None of my friends will feel
Get on with this
I rather die to feel this agony
I rather go into the cold
Of the abyss
I rather freeze to feel you're hunting me
I rather go into the cold