الأغاني: The Dead Will Rise. Deliverance.

Odd how her face splintered like a snapped branch
A man used to occupy this body
Remnants of his blood still linger in these veins
Nothing could ever rend her from my hands
The steam kept pouring from her skin

time is not going to heal these wounds
time is not going to heal this wound
crimson explosions reflecting in my eyes

the air is thick and my lungs are burning
your lips part but your mouth is empty
this is where i must cut my loses
your eyes open but they are missing

oblivion is staring back at me
i am ready to be consumed
i mapped your body like the schematics of a building that i torched from the inside out