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