Diable
Pitchshifter
6:03Watching the hit, I feel calm, crying and blood, Try smell harm, back I go this mode of mind, You see me nice, you see me kind. My eyes strain, a blatant stain, This bloody picture, failing to scare. Can't touch it, it goes through me, Can't feel the hit, all I do is see, The two sides of me, this square of glass, Watch from a distance, and let it all pass.