tarot - undead son lyrics

i hear, i speak, counted the words all of my life.
i see, i dream, if world's a womb, i'd be the knife.
i run, i flee, your fingers just won't leave my head.
i hear you speak for those i left for dead.

i hear, i speak, the tongues are forked, the ears distort.
i see, i dream, your world's a horde against my fort.
i run, i flee, the vermin stalk within my walls.
i hear them speak their dirt within my halls.

mother help your... undead son
let go of your... undead son
mother help your... undead son
let me go... undead son

i walk, i'm dead, i'm slowly eaten from inside.
i walk this walk, been walking since i died.

mother help your... undead son