Barrit – Transcient

so the air is clean? but we inhale these lies. angels cry as they bleed from worhless mouths. but we stand tall laughing at the deaf and staring at the blind. search through these folds of flesh. and i cut to drive you away. i know you hear our screams. i know you feel us bashing. we have all dance to bitter screams now i hold cold sttel to my head. hidden away a shallow feeling that never goes away.