Cut deep, the wound is open, infection sets in
Will this be my last or does the cut get deeper?
I can`t feel walking with unopened eyes
Lies that brought me here fade away
Misplaced this cure, misplaced this heart
Can`t feel for the wound inside
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
Hand of the dead
