I, Hurricane

(альбом: Bloodletting - 2000)

Mind's eye hurricane
It feels nothing like I'm missing you
Self-inflicted pain
Has turned me upside down
In the drenching bloody rain
I know nothing I'm supposed to do
So I think I'll entertain
Thoughts of the underground

All I possess has become laid to rest
And the things that I love don't make a sound

All I hope is slain
Ain't nothing more I'm gonna lose
Everything obtained
Is buried in the ground
As I'm going down the drain
I finally know it's me I screwed
So I think I'll entertain
Thoughts of what I found

All I possess has become laid to rest
And the things that I love don't make a sound

I got the feeling getting high
I'm getting higher gonna fly
Now I'm kneeling way too high
Still getting higher, you gonna die
All night dreaming hear the screaming
Tear it up, run and hide
Inside burning, the wind is turning
When it blows, you gonna die