Midwintertears/Angina (2001) track 6 Challenge my own world to chaos Thoughts to mind becomes my arch enemies Skin to teeth visions appears to me in red Scouring my wounds with your spit Down in apathy which is growing Once dragged down within a mayhem of light Skin to my inwards apart Poisoned with wine from the sick Silent to drowse with the phantoms and let the fire engulf me
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