Immolated

I've been getting skinny off of it
I've been getting thirsty off of it
Think I'm gonna hurt you off of it
I'm rotting in the flames of the pit

I've been getting skinny off of it
I've been getting thirsty off of it
Think I'm gonna hurt you off of it
I'm rotting in the flames of the pit

Couldn't bring it out 'til I was wasting away
I treated her like she's prey
And now there's nothing to say
I'm standing
I'm standing closer to the stars I embrace
Acquire emptiness for all the freedom that I crave
Hand in hand with my ghost I'm walking over her grave
God is a particle, we don't deserve to be saved
See me now, you were the one that went and left me a bit odd
Is it storms or a poem in the mouth of a dark god

Angel of the depths, writhing on the disc (on the disc)
Turns a frozen pirouette upon my obelisk (obelisk)

Angel of the depths, writhing on the disc (on the disc)
Turns a frozen pirouette upon my obelisk (obelisk)

I've been getting skinny off of it
I've been getting thirsty off of it
Think I'm gonna hurt you off of it
I'm rotting in the flames of the pit

I've been getting skinny off of it
I've been getting thirsty off of it
Think I'm gonna hurt you off of it
I'm rotting in the flames of the pit

I'm rotting in the flames of the pit