Cursed
Cursed
I'm lying to myself
Talking in your sleep
Draped in fire
Just a specter

There's something wrong out there
There's something wrong in here
I'm running out of air
Sinking to the ground

Cursed
Cursed
I'm dying by myself
Burn me now
Blood is rushing

Come back for more
Suck the poison
You child of God
Your face is warm, my hands are cold
I recognize your smell
I want to wear your flesh

It's everything
To myself
Dies your own sin
I might do anything
Diet of pain, but tonight
You're in the wrong skin
I might do anything
This is no less real
Talk to your sleep