Skin to Suffer In - Advent Sorrow

Crawling out from suffering

Now, dead, now cold

Murderous light

I’ve felt life

I give up

I give up

Faces fade

With our curse

Blind sights

But it burns

But it burns

My spit throne

More faces fade and wither

Murderous light

I’ve felt life

I give up

I give up

This fades