[Words & music: Barthold]



Take this last wish that was never granted 

I held it inside my heart 

It hurts more than it ever did before 

`Cause things aren't always what they seem to be 

They never are... 



New flesh for a soiled soul 



Crawl with me in the dust 

Dirty just for you, crawling just for you 

Crawl with me in the dust 

Dirty just for you, crawling for the 

Soiled souls 



I wish for this treasure to be discovered 

The world becomes a shelter in the hole 

It burns more than it ever did before 

Things aren't always what they seem to be 

The never are... 



New flesh for a soiled soul