Wretched letra

I'm so cold. nothing on the inside.
so burn me
so cold. no one to hold.
so burn this body
I'm not feeling anymore.
chilling, now I'm turning to stone.
so burn this wretched body
angel ambrace this disheveled wretch.
I am the thief who hides the light beneath the filth of burning fingers
smothered under not quite drowning reaching over, not quite living
this is the gravedigger who throws his own body
beneath the shit you tread carry me there,
regret the life tarry onward running away calloused
these ribs hold no more than hollowness - a hole dug as my grave,
though I'm buried insode my head.
already dead to your touch, to your light.
your eyes march forward with condemnation...
feel this solitude
burn with me.

Crisis - Letras

• 2 Minutes Hate
• A Graveyard For Bitches
• After The Flood
• Blood Burden
• Bloodlines
• Come To Light
• Corpus Apocalypse
• Deadfall
• Different Ways Of Decay
• Discipline Of Degradation
• Drilling Me
• Exit Catacomb
• Fires Of Sorrow
• In The Shadow Of The Sun
• Kingdom's End
• Mechanical Man
• Methodology
• Nomad
• Nowhere But Lost
• Omen (Intro)
• Politics Of Domination
• Prisoner Scavenger
• Secrets Of The Prison House
• Sleeping The Wicked
• Smash To Pieces
• Study In Cancer
• Surviving The Siren
• Take The Low Road
• The Watcher
• Vision And The Verity
• Waking The Dead
• Working Out The Graves
• Wretched