Malice

Running from the shield of arms, the only thing that kept you alive
Kept you alive
Oh, what's it like to recover?
Trying to find a new means of disguise, while I rot away
Grind away my skin and bones to ensure my organs have no chance of progression
Carve out every ounce of decency that's left inside your cold heart
Your body trembles with every word that escapes your lips
Oh, whats it like to recover?
Trying to find a new means of disguise, while I rot away
Stuck between your serpent tongue and the jaws of indecision
Caught in your undertow
Nothing can save me, the deeper I go