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[to_the_wicked]

The fever subsides
another long night is through
and now we both lie here in bed
my gaze is focused
down
on
you

Sheltered from the haze
the tattered wings to offer sight
the welps from past days
Stinging through
and becoming my only vice.

Slither
Through another storm
the rain subsides my dear
another child of frail is born

I only see fingers,i only see fingers
digging and SCRATCHING at my COFFIN DOOR

I CAN ONLY HEAR SCREAMS,I CAN ONLY HEAR SCREAMS
AND I DUNNO IF I CAN TAKE
MUCH
MORE

I can only taste blood,i can only taste blood
i couldn't tell you or myself if it was mine.

I can only smell death,the putrid stench of its breath
and i don't know if i can make it..Through the night.

Beating me down and beating me down
and beating me.

ANOTHER STEP ON THE
LADDER
BaCk to the
GROUND

Oh...Ohuoh

I couldn't touch you but i know im looking
quite unsound.