we live in end times
time, time
sick world, sick world
I can't, I can't
my dreams sewn onto cold dead flesh
I walk a bridge
that goes nowhere
sick world, sick world
I can't, I can't
body and mind remain trapped
you see cracks in me
light bleeding out
saline skin of a wasteland
it's the end now
scratch me
drink the blood and you become them
sick, sick
