Cold seems crippling lame meander through corridors aroma’s thick
with age mark off the day reflections of my life are fading
Pull me out of body don’t want it don’t want in,
Feeble frail and rotting descending I’m lost in,
A structure that’s collapsing don’t want it cast into,
Maker take the body don’t want it wants me
Past has found its place salvation is no more will god accept my
peace bleached will pardon me reflections of my life are fading
Pull me out of body don’t want it don’t want in,
Feeble frail and rotting descending I’m lost in,
A structure that’s collapsing don’t want […]