Poisoned Human Flesh

In this world it's easy making a choice
But it's hard keeping it real
In trap again
12 months in my self-made cage
Under they eyes - Under their control
But I hadn't enough strength to testify my faith

Justified suspicions
In a little space of time
But for human parameters
12 months are too much

I know what you lived
I know what they lived
I know what I lived
I miss what I need

They try to eat my poisoned flesh
And they feel sick
God, can you fill my void?
God, can you hear my voice?

Planning the perfect escape
Pulverizing all my sins
It's something just for me
No-one's allowed to help me
So conquer all my freedom
But I want IT
Are you
The right one
Or the single case of my fate?

Your sadistic devotion
Is the congruence of motion
Of electricity - cunt - emotions
And I'm still undead
And you can see me
Every time you want

No-one really loves me
No-one uses dedication
For me, keeping safe my own attention
Circumstances are not for ever
And this is the key
But I'm laying undead
Like a big pile of shit

Don't try to eat my infected flesh
I'm still laying undead

They try to eat my poisoned flesh
And they feel sick
God, can you fill my void?
God, can you hear my voice?