language isn't needed to understand what I mean, 
but through the years something got lost in translation. 

dissolve my skin, devour my flesh 
chew my bones and spit me out 
before i'll be gone
unable to let go,
the currents will draw me 
into this inferno
and show that I'm blind

in between this time and mine
I have nothing to portray
given that I would be here
I would never wish to stay

the depraved indifference 
to consequenses beyond 
imaginable measures 
or even when it's spelled out

a council of despair
instant gratification 
leads us inevitably
down a long dark road

no matter what desire 
makes these veins
turn into floods of fire
it's all a painful game
forever twisting, turning, 
but still the same