Whispering words, colour the air Incarnated harmonies, The atmosphere appear Swear forever to secrecy Under ode, on odyssey Memories built up through the tears Germate further into fear Born out of flesh and blood Sustain my soul, mentally lost Neverending obedience Substance of misery My dying bleeding heart Blows away in an emotional dream Body cant set me free Thoughts creates misery In emptiness remains What can I do, what can I do I cant deny, I cant deny The blood I bleed. the blood I bleed Im still alive... alive
germate, deny, misery, bleed, incarnated