Reduced and erased you are Pulled down, beaten up Caressed by pain and smashed with a fist of steel On a journey so wide that your senses they collide Desperate struggle against the will of fate It's sealed before you've any chance to break the cycle A sufferstream runs through me I have to let it out My outburst comes near thee You've got to let me be Putrifacated acts still stop the future With that progress in mind we feed on the feeble