| Drifting through decaying arteries
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| Repurposing the shell that I have severed to withstand paralysis
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| Straining as my eyes lose the ability to see
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| Displaced by my disease pursuing darkness
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| Instinct will carry me across a fragile plain
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| To burn in the deficiency of sun
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| Scatter my remains when the flesh withers away
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| Remember me for all I failed to be
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| When my misery comes to an end
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| Deliver me to a place I’ll never leave
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| I wish I could feel safer in my skin
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| Chiseling my name into the clouds
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| To alleviate the burden of the dead
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| That wander without direction
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| Depart from the existence I’ve denounced
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| Embedded in the souls that I once lead
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| Sewing strings of separation in the centre of a storm
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| I wish I could feel safer in my skin
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| I wish I could feel safer in my skin
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| Remember me for all I failed to be
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| When my misery comes to an end
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| Deliver me to a place I’ll never leave
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| I wish I could feel safer in my skin |