I’m the pinacale of strangeness
I peel away the pain and flesh till I’m faceless and necessary anguish
Nothing but a voice now bleeding on the track
With the belief that if it’s dead it can come back
I ate my soul I swallowed it whole and
Stitched up my torso with a hand full of staples
The walking dead deaf dumb blind
Stabbed both of my eyes but I can see you in my mind
Jamie continues to rip apart each track he’s on…my lord…