10's

My skin is cold,

Transfusion with somebody

Morose and old,

Drop into fruitless dying

It was tempting and bared,

The whoring angel rising

Now burning prayers,

My silent time of losing

My foes - they can't destroy my body

Colliding slow, like life itself

Long for the blur,

We cannot dry much longer

Cement to dirt,

Disgusted with my cheapnesss

My foes - they can't destroy my body

Colliding slow, like life itself

My foes, My foes - they can't destroy my body

Colliding slow, like life itself

Reaching down, staring up (at the forgiver)

My foes - they can't destroy my body

Colliding slow, like life itself

My foes, My foes - they can't destroy my body

Colliding slow, like life itself, like life itself