Skinned

[00:00.79] Bound, tightly wound
[00:06.11] Cutting through
[00:11.50] Feel away skin pulling free
[01:16.82] I pull away the fragments
[01:22.29] Embedded in each other
[01:26.76] It hurts me to dig it out
[01:31.32] But it's a necessary cleasing
[01:35.83] The sheathes are just distractions
[01:41.25] Holding back endless vitality
[01:45.70] Ripping towards my essence
[01:50.31] I find myself skinned
[01:59.34] Bound, tightly wound
[02:05.70] Cutting through
[02:11.14] Feel away skin pulling free
[02:42.82] Piece by piece I tear away
[02:44.67] Clawing out my love and pain
[02:47.31] All until what's left is emptiness
[02:51.93] Stripping all of it in hopes to feed everyone
[02:56.42] Making sure what's left is emptiness
[03:26.33] I pull away the fragments
[03:30.81] Embedded in each other
[03:35.34] It hurts me to dig it out
[03:40.88] But it's a necessary cleasing
[03:45.30] The sheathes are just distractions
[03:49.88] Holding back endless vitality
[03:55.38] Ripping towards my essence
[03:59.85] I find myself skinned
[04:10.74] Pulling out the seed of a live heart
[04:16.20] Sends waves crashing out flooding settings
[04:27.04] Cleansing everything leaving an ocean
[04:34.21] Nothing weighs me down ocean of emptiness
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