Grind My Flesh
I see death beneath me
Pierce my heart
The slash of wounds within me
With Spears Of Coal
Bringing back to basics
Take me away

Inside of head, these thorns grab hold
Dust is what remains of a [bad word] soul
Taken a apart piece by piece
From a living being to a piece of meat
 [bad word] 
Take these thoughts inside
Back to where I cried
Take these thoughts inside
Back to where I died

Through the throat
The stinging pain of sorrow
Into my gut
I reap the sins atoned so
Stuck in deep
Everything feels hollow
Take me away

Taken Away, From Me
All I Had, To give