As the pressure grows and these feelings flow <br />trample on bodies, bodies in holes of faith <br />times I've asked the lord for forgiveness <br />while kept under a spell of a sweating locust's breath. <br />No need to tell me 'cos its written on your face <br />sliding down now with the black lights shining <br /><br />I don't care where you go you won't get away from me <br />black as the night is day filled with no sympathy <br />marching down the hall for a misery <br />I don't care where you go you won't get away from me... <br /><br />Mouth tastes of sick stomach twisting inside <br />everything's wrong and I can't get away <br />the gravity of fear you can feel it coming near <br />it's coming straight for you it'll twist and drag you down <br /><br />I don't care where you go you won't get away from me... <br /><br />-> <a class="link" rel="nofollow" href="http://anathema.ws/">http://anathema.ws/</a>
