Corpus Apocalypse Lyrics - Singles - Crisis

I'm on the move again through fire and ash. I'll burn 

myself down, then be born again. I remember the 

coldness of being alive. I want you to feel my burning 

death. it's COLD raw head and bloody bones COLD 

when the chaos comes COLD being lost in this skin. 

Feels like i'm coming home to death. Feels like i'm in 

a fleshy coffin. Feels like i'm coming home to death. 

Stuck in this skin I am trapped in a prison... this is 

the pulse of a body rejecting itself. Revolutionized, 

Overthrown from the inside out. There's a burning 

heat traveling thru me. Shivers up my spine like a 

fevered serpentine. I'm high... I'm high... Feels like 

i'm coming home to death. Feels like i'm in a fleshy 

coffin. Feels like i'm coming home to death. Stuck in 

this skin I am trapped in a prison. Force to shed my 

skin, i'll peel away till there's blood and vein and 

ruptured skin. So low beneath the sky, Buried within 

myself, Underneath A silent disease that kills the life 

in me. Alive, it buries me. Again and again, I pick 

up my pieces into one. I wash my wounds clean with 

my own blood. Feels like i'm coming home to death. 

Feels like i'm in a fleshy coffin. Feels like i'm coming 

home to death. Stuck in this skin, I'm becoming.