Abated Mass Of Flesh - Premonitions Of The Infected

Текст:

Reaching for the other side from this darker side of faith
Losing myself to remain once more
My spirit starves
With every ounce I fade away
Denying the solace of your hands
Screaming and clawing
This dirt beneath my nails
I want to hear your songs again
Singing over me
How devious, the all consuming fear
Igniting the enemy of myself
I felt it all
I lost it all
To think I’ve known the pain
To think I’ve known the fear
When your shoulders have felt it all
Though I pull at the mask that hides my shame
I shall not lose your name