Sink like quicksand... I choke
Sorrow the depth - breathing...destruction
Hammer the walls, crying and screaming
No one hears - I can't breath
My ears bleed from screaming
Even while I'm sleeping - my precious one
I pray... murder my nightmares
Bring forth salt and salve - oh prodigal son
You grasped a soul without its freedom
From the depths of the desolate dead
Just rape all the horrors
Clean the fears from my head
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