One More Day Of Wretchedness
A Day You Can‘t Forget
With Knees That Bleed From Crawling
With A Demon On Your Back
The Hounds They Bot You Be The Throat
They Never Let You Go
You Cut Their Heads Off In Your Dreams
But They Just Die - Real Slow
I‘m Your Fallen Angel
I‘m Your New Found Hell
I Can Smell Your Fear
And It Suits You Well
Your Strugglr Is Continuing
So Much That It Hurts
You‘ve Come To Fell Like
Far From Home & Blind & Lost For Words