Lung Meridian

Another cog in the wheel Nothing matters to me I bit my tongue You cut it off All of my pain It gets you off So selfish So broken Crooked words are all that's spoken With an endless shade of loss I bit my tongue You cut it off Let it come over me I won't be moved This mind, this body Will remain empty All my pain precedes God Another cog in the wheel of fate If all's determined, nothing matters to me A rusted gear in this machine hate Whomever questions is dead to me Blood into wine into blood again Who am I if not the dirt of man Washed over with an endless shade of loss It cools the red from my face but for how long But for how long All my pain Let it come over me All my pain Precedes God I'll bite my tongue So cut it