With bleeding scars I walk on through The fields of thorns In defiance of Pain and suffering My body is Weak and ravaged But my will is Stronger than hate
Onward i march With blood in my eyes Clawing with mangled limbs Against stinging fangs
For i want all To feel this pain I want everyone To bleed and weep I will cast aside My torn flesh I shall finally Shed my skin And slither on through
