Текст песни Jack The Stripper Coffin Road Crawl

My hands could not bear your weight.
My bones could not bear your guilt.
Forever running in circles forgetting the thousands of miles between our ghosts and our hearts.
Our graves and our yards, and the long shadows they cast.
There are plagues breeding in our sighs, gravel embedded in our hides,
(all our roads to our tomorrows) now just black and dust in eyes.
Now I am living hell; blinded by bitumen haze and distant city lights.
Now I am martyr upturned- bloated face to the sky.
Now we are all innocence lost.
And now we are all picked apart by the worms.