Sludge

I feel you grinding in my head There's nothing left to resist I hear you laughing on my face The blood, it fades... If I burn my hand 'cause I'm close to the sun Only death will tear me apart I'll be born again, but I'll never return You're made of sludge... Every time I see myself Break the mirror from which I fell If human eyes could see my face They would cry and run away... I sense your slumber every night Fire grows with the passing of time I hear you breathing on my neck Couldn't move as I saw you'd left... All the flowers dead, they've been drowned in the mud Oh, your hands are made of clay I will never forget when you bashed in my skull You're made of sludge Take me, oh, so close Tear apart what used to be my soul And if I die before I wake Tell the angels what they couldn't take If I burn my hand cause I'm close to the sun Oh, your stare will tear me apart When I turn the page, you'll be forever gone You're made of sludge