Red sand painted on a tainted wasteland Rivers dry away Can't call out to the rain Voodoo dug deep of inside my mind Always could be more Can't get up off the floor Shed all the excess Scales fall from my flesh A filthy coil lying to myself No tag or name Lost from where I came I shift like sand, craving to be stone Shapeshifting again Cloudburst dreams are slowly getting much worse Falling from the sky Despising my disguise Winding through scarring in the soil Chained to my old ways Can’t cough up my own tail Shed all the excess Skin will be undressed A filthy coil lying to myself No tag or name Lost from where I came I shift like sand, craving to be stone Shapeshifting again Skin keeps on peeling I'm trying to rearrange Can’t keep on changing I’ve got nothing to hide A filthy coil lying to myself No tag or name Lost from where I came I shift like sand, craving to be stone Shapeshifting again