ALBUM REVIEW: Your Spirit Dies – My Gnawing Pains Will Never Rest
Distort the truth to silence the victim.
Distort the truth to silence the victim.
Look into my eyes as I show you God.
Weaving words into the air.
I’m trapped inside my own self-made prison.
A cleansing set in motion.
Get out of hell if you can’t take the heat.
The faith you rely on is the cross that you die on.
Welcome to gym class.
Liquify on a bed of rusted nails.