Never have I felt so wet and naked like the trees in winter
When the rain wont stop but only pour down quicker
I drowned down liquor,
With hopes it will wither brown leaves that stubbornly stick to me;
My past haunting, makes me quiver
I buried my feet and held my hands up to the sky
Praying to a God who would not listen;
To loud cries that escape my mouth and force down tears to drown my sights in
blurred out visions
Demise
Demise
I reap of rot and shivers
Fear on my lips while my stems sip from teary rivers
Death wants a body and mine lays giving
- Breathing Corpse
