Cut deep
The wound is open
Infection sets in
Will this be my last
Or does the cut get deeper
I can't feel
I can't feel
Walking with unopened eyes
Drowning is evidence
Drowning is evidence
Fading is slowly taking root
Hand of the dead laid in stone
Shape shift to convince
Drowning is evidence that fading is slowly taking root
Can't feel for the wound inside
Taking root
Can't feel for the wound inside
Lies that brought me here fade away
Misplaced this cure
Misplaced this heart
Can't feel for the wound inside
Can't feel for the wound inside
Hand of the dead
Hand of the dead
Hand of the dead
Hand of the dead