Caníbal

My senses are squeezed
I can't wake up
My body already weathered
Wants to try again
Stabbing my fears
Letting them bleed out
Unplugging all my fingers
To reach some place

(Fell)
Being on top
(Thought)
And it was a lie
I'm suspended

Arrogance was chasing me
I couldn't stop it
When everything was decreasing
I found how to transcend
Opening up like surgery
I was sewing back my being
Consuming in raw flesh
Who I wanted to pretend

(Fell)
Being on top
(Thought)
And it was a lie
I'm submerged

As I was sinking
A body was devoured
The heart plucked
Was beating inside me

(Fell)
Being on top
(Thought)
And it was a lie
I'm detached

(Fell)
Being on top
(Thought)
And it was a lie