(Ii) Limbo

I am the vessel that feeds
The starved ghosts I cannot see
Drained of all my feeling
They swallow the sea that is my being
Take everything
I am the bleeding vessel
Flowing from a heart that seethes
My being, it is the vessel
Flowing from a heart that seethes
My being, it is the vessel
Flowing from a heart that seethes
My being, it is the vessel