Lirama

Blinded in the land of the one-eyed
Took a walk the day I died
I'm a dream in a clutch of nightmares
A coward who dares
Afloat in the dirt underground
The singer and the sound
I'm the voice of the word, the prayer
Suffocated by air

They told me fire would burn
But it doesn't matter anymore
The wound in my back, the best place for your knife to turn

But now I know it's painless

Pushing through the rock of future
Still drowning in the past
The mighty icon of stubborness
The iconoclast
All skin and bones
The flesh is just dead
I, I, I, I grow fat with hatred

I know pressure will blow
Don't get caught in the blast
From the dark into the black
Throwbacks always have to go