Letra de Jimson Isolation

Distraction crossing my mind Words twisting outside themselves again Embedded and red Breath is fading out Consecration swallows all that I was Your touch opens the wound Agreement follows blistering pain Fever-touched flesh Wishing there was nothing left Desperate for lies to unfold heaven Intolerant smiles Ever-watching seas of greed You want to take it away I can taste the blood on the back of my throat Nothing like your hatred to give me new hope I look out, I see all your gaping mouths, eyes burning Distractions hold somewhat true Mine is only half. Let me out. Isolate.