كلمات Deny

I've been waking up in oceans Drying myself blindfolded Breathing the sinners air Laughing in the face of being Am I really leaving? They say that my departure I denied by myself I've been sleeping deep in snow Lonesome at the bottom Alone at the mountain top Staring slowly at the world I've been dying for some time now Can't you feel it breathing? It's lovely on the ground Lovely as it sleeps