ɪɴ ꜰʟᴀᴍᴇꜱ - ʙᴜʟʟᴇᴛ ʀɪᴅᴇ

Do you feel anything at all? Do you hear steps at the door? Do you reckon the smell of, this life, the dark that binds you . Frigthened by your own smell Bitterness will run you through . Silent screaming, turning, twisting the alphabet Frantic eyes, awaiting the answer Splinters of a poem, fragments of what you used to be Habitual and gullible, run-down memoirs is all that's left . Do you wish to sleep? Do you aim for the shadow? Do you feel all infected? This life, the dark that binds you . Frigthened by your own smell Bitterness will run you through . Silent screaming, turning, twisting the alphabet Frantic eyes, awaiting the answer Splinters of a poem, fragments of what you used to be Habitual and gullible, run-down memoirs is all that's left . It's the cowardice that pulls you under And takes you to the end, where it begins Release, the world is waiting your arrival Close your eyes, as we witness another bullet ride . Do you know about atrocity? Do you know that everbody's gone? Do you know that you're on your own? This life, the dark that binds you . Frigthened by your own smell Bitterness will run you through . Silent screaming, turning, twisting the alphabet Frantic eyes, awaiting the answer Splinters of a poem, fragments of what you used to be Habitual and gullible, run-down memoirs is all that's left