Reduced and erased you are

Pulled down, beaten up

Caressed by pain and smashed with a fist of steel

On a journey so wide that your senses they collide

Desperate struggle against the will of fate

It's sealed before you've any chance to break the cycle



A sufferstream runs through me

I have to let it out

My outburst comes near thee

You've got to let me be



Putrifacated acts still stop the future

With that progress in mind we feed on the feeble