| Running through the darkness someones after me
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| These fileds of gor I’ve seen before, only in my dreams
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| Tackled to the ground, fighting desperately
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| Kicking, punching on the ground, is this the blood of me
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| Tolls cover the walls I see, unconsciousness agony
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| This is the fate for me, I’ve been brought here to…
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| Be… bound… in… skin
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| Instruments of torture dangling at my feet
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| Blood soaked crypt of mangled meat
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| The taste of salt and scaley debris
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| Makes me vomit, choke and heave
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| Future is uncertain, what now covers me
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| Excrutiating pain, this flesh does not belong to me
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| Get me out of here, I am trapped inside this
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| Body internally, I wish I was fucking dead
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| Peel this fucking horrid flesh off
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| I can’t get this rotting flesh off
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| Now bound in this flesh they have made mine |