Текст песни Escaping Doom - (EM)

my insides are puke and bones
an unsturdy structure
like a little home
ripped from its foundation
now part of a
hurricane's roam

time quickens and
sickens me
i can feel the mirrors
smashed and fire
lashing at dirty furniture
this form is fried

when I uproot my life
i can never be the same
and the wind, no matter
where I am, will
whip at my skin
leaving its marks like
little bloody grins

i eat away at myself
the dead spreads
consuming all it can
try to wash it away
i will only grow sicker
that short relief kills ya quicker

not much to do now
except wait, try not to
anticipate an ending
experience any and
every memory I've been
waiting to make

when I uproot my life
i can never be the same
and the wind, no matter
where I am, will
whip at my skin
but I can adapt and
turn things towards the better

do we live in empty tombs or vessels of blood and spit

born as trash but
i will last longer
than you think because
i'm trying to be better
isn't that what matters
i may be in tatters but
i'm breaking the pattern
i'm climbing the ladder

under a slivered moon
i start anew