Painface Outward
(60's baby! 60's!!)
I couldn't hear what they were saying to me to kill me
The sound drowned out by the coming of the dawn.
My lapse repeated.
It's necessary.
There's nothing to say.
The line is drawn, anyway.
The light grows where darkness has died.
I know I'm living a lie.
Reach for the depth of the night.
Strain for the me that's inside.
All is coming out, my new teeth grind.
I pray that I won't be denied.
Bringing out the one that lives in my mind.
Release the me that's inside.
Introversion,
brings me closer.
Flesh-less freedom.
Outward, my soul runs.
My soul runs.
I feel the source grow.
It works to free me.
It works to pull me from the undertow.
I search the dead soul.
I hunt the wastelands.
The blood on my hands is from the Wyrm-foe.
Introversion,
brings me closer.
Flesh-less freedom.
Outward, my soul runs.
My soul runs.
Burning ground, burning down me.
All is out, streaming from me.
Flowing out, streaming outward.
Turn me inside-out, you'll never doubt that we all die
alone.
Peel off the outside skin that holds me in-that keeps
me all alone.
The void between life and death is just one breath that
we take all alone.
Face down, on the ground, no more sound, you died all
alone.
Ask me why the wolves cry so?
I say it's 'cause we know that we all die alone.
Ask me why the wolves cry so?
I say it's 'cause we know that we all die alone.
Ask me why the wolves cry so?
I say it's 'cause we know that we all die alone.
Ask me why the wolves cry so?
I say it's 'cause we know that we all die alone.
Burning ground, burning down me.
All is out, streaming from me.
Flowing out, streaming outward.
