Threads of the Wounded Lyrics

Invisible threads, on a verge of cleavage
Stretched for miles Hands are covered black
Untie the node into thin air
An escaping ego of peeling soul
Stripped down to soil and dissoluted waste

I'm but a void
On the bed of guilt
Of broken faith
Faceless reflections

Hold on to pledge of hatred and suffocating tense No more standing aside.
Destructing your twisted image of self
Nourish the leech of fear Breathing is strangled, blood is clotted,
Dense fear is paralyzing Shrouded sight, blinding light
Servile frame fabricated Blinking in the bright lights of horror
Blurry shades of fading figures Thoughts escape in a twitching embodiment

In the absence of light darkness blooms
Let the dead air leave your lungs, Inhale!
Poisoning the blood by the feeble thoughts
Destabilize the system, shock and awe

Hand crossed, nails broken
Your spinal cord collapsed
Your thoughts rewired
Internalize knowledge of pain inflicted

Halfblooded and coated in red
In the woods you've wandered
Flowers gave their roots to open wounds
Such a virtue of an aborted life
Serves only the matters of self-diminishment
Times and times again your are forced to intoxicate