Pneumothorax (Live Session)

Waking Suffering Slaughtered feeling Compressed pain Detached rib cage Pressure focused Murging misery Speeding agony Living through every part Within my lungs, within my mind (I'm breathless now) In my hand, the help button is wet in blood and tears Such an unuseful mercy Lying in the morbid bed while my soul begins to rise In the meantime I'm paralyzed Alone shall I stay Die ! Suffocate! Lungs imploding! Alone (I'm breathless now) Suddenly the tormenting surgeons with torture implements enter the room of my decay Ready for the torture day Trapped, surrounded by these faces it feels like a organized crime Enjoying my weakness time Surrendered to my murderers Die! Suffocate! Lungs imploding! Privacy fails The erupting shadows start to burn In my deep chest Delivering my disease and sagging lung Surgery without coma The anesthetics cannot shut my eyes off I’m breathing the blood No one here's out! Die! Suffocate! Lungs imploding! No one here's out!