Woorden: Tristania. Illumination. Open Ground.

Digging
In the mud
Deep in
In the mud

Sweat swings down my face
My sweet taste; like blood

Hide me with locks from your head
I can not win
Bleeding, dying,
Digging
For your part
The torch went out
The room went dark

Falling
In the fire
Crawling
Through the night

Tears fall down my face
My sweet taste; like blood

Cover me with locks from your head
Bleeding, dying,
Digging
For your part
The torch went out
The room went dark

Your savagery's always new

Deep in my back
Full of fear
I cannot see
Pain that tricked your screams
I cannot see

Bleeding, dying,
Digging
For your part
The torch went out
The room went dark

From the corner of My eye
I feel them closing in

I know they caught
The scent of me

And then they went for you
[A curse on you to stay with me]
And then they went for me