The Wound

Hello sneaking man You want to fix my mind But I don't care for you Your smile and the other lies You were crawling around my bed Sure I was afraid Lord could you see my blood And could you hear my prayer Ooh let them burn Ooh let them burn Lost in your coldness I couldn't know the rest When the fear is a jaw Have you ever been drawned ? Oh yes I'm falling I always fall down Ooh let them burn I know you never doubt But the day will come I hope You gonna get the rope You gonna have the snake around your sweet neck... Lying in a place for nobody else Words won't pass your mouth I'm gonna bury your sufficiency Deep in my own south Well, I've tried to be patient Oh Lord my prayer can't I can't hear you any more You're nothing more and more Ooh let them burn Ooh let them burn Can't you feel the wound ? And did you see the bounds Have you ever heard a big breath ? Hurricanes of skin Torrents of frailness Can't you feel the wound ? An indian fury An indian Riot I feel the wound that's all I feel the wound that's all