From the recording Seasons From Another World
Lyrics
I am a victim for pleasure of my own faults
I felt my dreams all die today
And now I feel gone, nothing stays
I pushed the pictures out of my eyes
On your feet self reflect ten times like the rest
The damage written on your chest
So crawl through the mud
To push through the sand
Far away from it all
In a drugged up wasteland
You breathe the insect
Dress the smile of a moth
It’s the feature you wear best
The glory of grotesque
Resolve the victim in your mind
I’m a victim unworthy inside this world
I wait for termites to crawl on my skin
They group in numbers to cover me
I’ll let my senses drown tonight
Resolve the victim in your mind
On your feet self reflect ten times like the rest
The damage written on your chest
So crawl through the mud
To push through the sand
Far away from it all
In a drugged up wasteland
You breathe the insect
Dress the smile of a moth
It’s the feature you wear best
The glory of grotesque
Resolve the victim in your mind
I can feel, I can see, I can hear
My whole life flash
I can feel, I can see, I can hear
The flies moving
I can feel, I can see, I can hear
Myself waste away
On your feet self reflect ten times like the rest
The damage written on your chest
You breathe the insect
Dress the smile of a moth
It’s the feature you wear best
The glory of grotesque
