Paroles: Pitchshifter. Submit. Dry Riser Inlet.

Tear my face control my skin
Fevered walls give sweat and scape
Pierce my scalp with brittle force
Arch your lying white light moves

Saturate breath all to crawl
Seize my shaking hands bear down
Swell of face infected taste
Stop this swollen pain I fear

This dry feeling rising within me

Germinate hate cover of face
Grip my twisted, back inflamed
Irrigate fear stayed block out dirt
I taste your darkened lies

Ache scatter smash irrigate
Feel the liquid flows of force
Arch your lying white light moves
I must endure

This dry feeling rising within me