Wound Collector
Inhuman Condition
4:32I toss and I turn Turmoil unleashed As I gaze to the sky Eyes burn from lunar glare Blind me, tear my soul away from here Take me, pluck me from the soil’s grip All at once, there’s a light All at once, not a sound Body is charred Mind cast in steel Souls latch themselves With intentions to kill Blind me, tear my soul away from here Take me, pluck me from the soil’s grip All at once, there’s a light All at once, not a sound Blind me Towering down between The poison clouds Where pain is infinity Blind me, tear my soul away from here Take me, pluck me from the soil’s grip All at once, there’s a light All at once, not a sound