Cold is the stone, cold is the heart Low is the breath, cold sweat, burning blood Bells toll Lights going out. Shadows flocking behind. This vault soon will become my burial ground Abused and kidnapped, thrown down in the cell Five days slowly dragged on in this carceral hell They came in the night or the day, I can’t tell And dragged me away…
I have been poisoned And it runs through my veins I’m passing out. Will I wake up again?...
As I’ve picked up from slumber the hunger I felt I tore up bondages in which I was held Something inside drives me insane It’s burning within, the spirit of Cane Desire grows stronger and clearly I feel The taste of sweet blood on my lips
I have been poisoned And it runs through my veins I’m passing out. Will I wake up again?...
I have been poisoned And it runs through my veins I’m passing out. Will I wake up again?...