Cold currents move in his skin
He breathes the weight of old steps
Shadows rise in sharp lines
They drag him back again

I'm pushing through the noise again
A stranger in my own remains
Jar of Bats, they only bend

Time drips slow on the walls
A living void walks by him
His steps shake but hold firm
Truth hits him bit by bit

I'm pushing through the noise again
A stranger in my own remains
Jar of Bats, they only bend

He moves, then he's dragged?
He moves, then he's dragged!
He moves, then he's dragged?
He moves, then he's dragged!

I'm pushing through the noise again
A stranger in my own remains
Jar of Bats, they only bend

I'm pushing through the noise again
A stranger in my own remains
Jar of Bats, they only bend