The Wrestle
(专辑: The Winter Of Mixed Drinks - 2010)
The
crumpled ocean is no boat trip The
dark waters stole my clothing The
shape stirs beneath me A
pulse pounds along bloodstreams The
first bite marks the
beginning of The
clotheless wrestle with the
clotheless animal Bare those teeth to me please, man eater You can see all of me, naked with fear This is the
test I
left land for To grip flesh and pull muscle in The
vice clinch of the
struggle I
can't give in to the
weight of The
clotheless wrestle with the
clotheless animal Animal, animal, animal My enemy, please stay close to me I've no breath left, you cold breath thief The
last gasp from a
burst lung The
fight fathers, the
weak son The
last taste of salt in my mouth My skin breaks with no sound I'm torn limb from limb There is bone, there is gristle, and spit In the
clotheless wrestle The
clotheless animal Animal, animal, animal