Pantera - 10's
My skin is cold,
Transfusion with somebody
Morose and old,
Drop into fruitless dying
It was tempting and bared,
The whoring angel rising
Now burning prayers,
My silent time of losing
My foes
They can't destroy my body
Colliding slow, like life itself Long for the blur,
We cannot dry much longer
Cement to dirt,
Disgusted with my cheapness
My foes
They can't destroy my body
Colliding slow, like life itself
Reaching down, staring up (at the forgiver)
Transfusion with somebody
Morose and old,
Drop into fruitless dying
It was tempting and bared,
The whoring angel rising
Now burning prayers,
My silent time of losing
My foes
They can't destroy my body
Colliding slow, like life itself Long for the blur,
We cannot dry much longer
Cement to dirt,
Disgusted with my cheapness
My foes
They can't destroy my body
Colliding slow, like life itself
Reaching down, staring up (at the forgiver)
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