I [4x]
I can still feel it (feel it [3x])
Like it reached inside (inside [3x]) of me
Like it took something out of me (out of me [3x])
I can't think (think [3x])
I can't move (move [4x])
There's something wrong (wrong [?x])
I can still feel it (feel it [3x])
Like it reached inside (inside [3x]) of me
Like it took something out of me (out of me [3x])
Our bodies are prisons for our souls
Our skin and blood, the iron bars of confinement
All flesh decays, death turns all to ash
And thus, death frees every soul