Lyrics

I remain entombed with this. My hell created by the choices made in... I lay in pastures I farmed from evil. Living grave. White knuckled. Pale face. I stand still. Am I different from the sacrifice of laymen's? We'll see in the... Woven from the single fiber. Now we feeble minded scholars sit and listen to the sounds of pressing echoes hollered at us. Enemies. Given me sacrifice. Don't need the help from the other ones. Those folks that thought that I'm in need. I clear my throat with the scent of death. Who thought that I would become the seed. I bleed for the ones who become my all. My cell holds the seat to condense my fall. You live therefore you cannot hold in my burdens. Trapped in my cell of shit. Somebody help me. Somebody kill me. Defected me.