Bring The Pain / Multiple Incisions کے بول

Speak in flames Infliction the devices Resting on the shadows false promises Still Arousing still Separating all of that you feel which still Continues to condemn you for your ways A thought that wreaks of pain An act of true emotion Burn the styrofoam remains Multiple incisions A puncturing of the many senses A lack of truth evolved Raw defenses And a portrait of you depth declined Swine Apprentice For one example The flock was raised in the cold Points of afterbirth, Suffocate from the cold And I'm pouring out my chest, leaking in the Freezing cold Heed the chosen words, produce manifold I paid my dues My hands calloused and ashed Reveal infected wounds and my scabbing scars Caress my broken back