I hear, I speak, counted the words all of my life
I see, I dream, if world's a womb, I'd be the knife
I run, I flee, your fingers just won't leave my head I hear you speak for those I left for dead
I see, I dream, your world's a horde against my fort
I hear, I speak, the tongues are forked, the ears distort
I run, I flee, the vermin stalk within my walls Mother help your . undead son
I hear them speak their dirt within my halls
Let go of your . undead son
Mother help your . undead son Let me go . undead son I walk, I'm dead, I'm slowly eaten from inside
I walk this walk, been walking since I died.
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