מילים לשיר 10's – Pantera

My skin is cold, transfusion with somebody, morose and
It was tempting and bared, the whoring angel rising
Now burning prayers, my silent time of losing
old, drop into fruitless dying My foes, they can't destroy my body
Colliding slow, like life itself My foes, they can't destroy my body
Long for the blur, we cannot dry much longer Cement to dirt, disgusted with my cheapness
Colliding slow, like life itself My foes, they can't destroy my body
Reaching down, staring up (at the forgiver)
Colliding slow, like life itself Colliding slow, like life itself
My foes, they can't destroy my body
My foes, they can't destroy my body Colliding slow, like life itself.