Texty: Ayria. Hearts For Bullets. Insect Calm.

I'm withered inside, I've never wanted something so blindly. How does one comprehend. Dissatisfaction with the unknown, I've been bound too long to this confining shell. Like a tiny hell that can't calm this restless mind. My blood pulses to fuel desire.

Insect calm, my limbs are numb. Resistance gone. I'm shedding skin, feed and breathe in. Insect calm, the fear is gone. Itching and feeling, my new skin. Inhale this world in.

I've left all behind, these winds have changed and there is no way back. Why can't you see this all will fall. This microcosm is not eternal. My thirst will not subside. I'd rather face the storm get ripped open wide. Then my insect eyes, will see this wretched world for all it hides.


Insect calm, my limbs are numb. Resistance gone. I'm shedding skin, feed and breathe in. Insect calm, the fear is gone. Itching and feeling, my new skin. Inhale this world in.
Insect calm, my limbs are numb. Resistance gone. I'm shedding skin, feed and breathe in.