Wounds letra

There isn't a word
That can explain the wounds
Dwelling beneath my skin
I loathe the mere sight of my existence
It's a bleak understanding
Between my flesh and reality
Muscle on bone
The blade slicing my skin
Irrelevant to my wounds
I cannot face the light
Disconnect with what I am
What I have become
No passion, no hope
I live not to see another day
Hoping that day grows dark
The scars have calloused the wounds

The Funeral Pyre - Letras

• 200 Years
• A Fallacy Carved In Stone
• A Gradual Awakening
• Arches Of Existence
• Attempt
• Black Earth
• Blistered Hands
• Clarity Of Time
• Destroying Gods
• Devourer
• Ending The Eternal Reign
• Ghost Walker
• Here The Sun Never Shines
• In The Wake
• Lies Of Eternity
• Monolith
• Personal Exile
• Plague That Leads To Extinction
• Seeking Flesh And Bone
• Sight Through Bleeding Eyes
• Stealing The Air Of Life
• The Gathering Bones
• The Nature Of Betrayal
• The Wrath
• These Ties That Bind
• Thieves
• To Watch The Earth Rot
• Torched Sky
• Victims
• Vultures
• When The Light Ends
• World Of Vengeance
• Wounds