Tekster: Eighteen Visions. Life's Blood.

Peel this flesh from my face
Ripping you from my mind
Pull back the layers of skin

Knee deep in piss
Crawling in spit
I thirst for life

I've watched this passion
Slip through my fingers
The prayers of these few
Perish in the clouds of emotion

Feed my depression
With pain and excursion

Drop the hammer on life
Stone this tired soul
And caste this body to rot

Taste the life
Greet this pain with open arms
The blood is life and it shall be mine
And it shall be mine

I envy you, I envy you
I envy you, I envy you
I envy you, I envy you
I envy you

The blood is life and it shall be mine
And it shall be mine

I envy you, I envy you
I envy you, I envy you
I envy you, I envy you
I envy you