Death Blooms Lyrics - L.d. 50 - Mudvayne

Cold seems crippling lame meander through corridors aroma's thick 

With age mark off the day reflections of my life are fading 

Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in 

Feeble frail and rotting descending I'm lost in 

A structure that's collapsing don't want it cast into 

Maker take the body don't want it wants me 

Past has found its place salvation is no more will God accept my 

Peace bleached will pardon me reflections of my life are fading 

Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in 

Feeble frail and rotting descending I'm lost in 

A structure that's collapsing don't want it cast into 

Maker take the body don't want it wants me 

I just want to run fly kites wrestle jump and play 

Swim through waves that crash to shore memories in me 

Cocooned in misery 

I'm sick and tired of embracing reflections of past time receive me 

Or cast me away 

God please take me away 

Resistance futile suicidal ideas I will crucify my own being satisfy 

Selfish needs fuck the deities justify my own right to what's waiting 

For me 

On the other side the time has come lock and load I'm coming I'm 

Coming I'm coming I'm coming home 

Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in 

Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in 

Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in 

Feeble frail and rotting descending I'm lost in 

A structure that's collapsing descending don't want it 

Maker take the body don't want it wants me 

Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in 

Feeble frail and rotting descending I'm lost in 

A structure that's collapsing descending don't want it 

Maker take the body don't want it wants me 

I just want to run fly kites wrestle jump and play 

Swim through waves that crash to shore memories in me 

Cocooned in misery 

The darkness overcomes soul soars to the other plain 

Existence past the door I sail through purgatory's bay 

I asked a god for poison cradle me sown to my dreams souls searching 

Death blossoms where clouds lie over me held in god's hands death 

Blooming 

Dark for fear of failure an inner gloom as wide as an eye and 

Fermenting roiling hate death grip in my veins unveiling rancid 

Petals flowering forth foul nectar the space between a blink and a 

Tear 

Death blooms