So your pain is a growing tree
Rooted in itself
Nourished with sorrow
Watered with tears , right ?

So you want to me healed befor you get ill ?

Is this salty desert really your face ?
Is this really you ?
Soaked in blood
Disguised in skin
Let your leaden body stagger astray
Your steps lead you to yourself

Let the knife scream through mute flesh 
let the meat writhe with agony
Let the blood flow in streams