كلمات Excruciation

Pull out this leather of my face Throw something away and relief the flames Strip my arms off Let this weight falling down of my shoulders Let my carcass facing down on the floor Why do you stare me with feelings? Cause you know the wind passing through this body It's the same wind which will consume slowly your body You can bet how many times I've tried to croos the fire And I've drunk that same warm liquid I can't open the windows anymore Cause in front of it there's an wall of Lamentations I can't smell grind and I can see blood stains The real cut is printed On all those faces, sick faces, chopped faces, hypocritical faces Pull out this leather of my faces Cause I feel much pain, torture, torment Martydom, pity, affliction Pull out this leather of my face Throw something away and relief the flames Strip my arms off Let this weight falling down of my shoulders Let my carcass facing down on the floor Why do you stare me with feelings? Cause you know the wind passing through this body It's the same wind which will consume slowly your body You can bet how many times I've tried to croos the fire And I've drunk that same warm liquid I can't open the windows anymore Cause in front of it there's an wall of Lamentations I can't smell grind and I can see blood stains The real cut is printed On all those faces, sick faces, chopped faces, hypocritical faces Pull out this leather of my faces Cause I feel much pain, torture, torment Martydom, pity, affliction