Static screens in front of me
Flies swarming all around me (Do you all hail)
A rotten stench kisses my nose (The flayed lord?)
Bones start to finally go cold
Frozen corpse sweating bullets
I can't figure out what's coming
Frozen corpse sweating bullets
I can't figure out what's coming
Plucking wings from each fly
Feasting on them to look past
The third eye
Shivering limbs, I can't feel
Is this how you really feel?
Unhinged door frames
Stained carpet floor
Blistering skin rushing to
Barricade the door
(I find solace within him and the night)
A dark passenger of the night
Whispering in serpent tongue
To take my own life (My own fucking life)
A dark passenger of the night (My dark passenger)
I see his shadow
Dance on the walls
Singing blissfully until the end of night falls
(Levitating above shattered floorboards)
Until the morning comes
I am the flayed lord (Flayed lord)
Until the morning comes
I am the flayed Lord
