Lyrics
Artificial and compelled silences
Lips I hardly own, confusion stitches
Here I stand anywhere, anyway
Well here I stray lost instead
My whole body is covered in leeches
Hollows fluttering and anguish reaches
Claws made of clay carve away my face
In slender jutting shapes for old fears to embrace
Shades in the mirror growing over the edges
Tell me what's that twisted spectre that my dark fantasies please
I'm falling