Talk to Your Sleep کے بول

Cursed Cursed I'm lying to myself Talking in your sleep Draped in fire Just a specter There's something wrong out there There's something wrong in here I'm running out of air Sinking to the ground Cursed Cursed I'm dying by myself Burn me now Blood is rushing Come back for more Suck the poison You child of God Your face is warm, my hands are cold I recognize your smell I want to wear your flesh It's everything To myself Dies your own sin I might do anything Diet of pain, but tonight You're in the wrong skin I might do anything This is no less real Talk to your sleep