Texty: Soilwork. Stabbing the Drama. One with the Flies.

Now I'm one with the flies
Rising up as the creature cries
Sucking up, breathing stops
For the very last time

Can you see it, can you reach it
As it climbs to the top of your spine
Such a healer, can't believe it I'm left so far behind

Born to please, to release wide open and undefined
Crashing down in a velvet hall side by side
Narcotic injected, erotic respected
It suits your kind, 'cause you're one with the flies

Can you feel it, can you cease it
As it crawls to the top of your spine
Such a healer, self redeemer
I keep thinking that it seems like it's not fair
And choke with me, reach out 'cause it's killing me

Down! Bring down this sheer submission
Down! You know you have to bring it
Down! Deranged from a mind pollution
Down! Pitch black but unrefined

Such a healer, can't believe it
I keep thinking that it seems like it's not fair
And choke with me, reach out 'cause it's killing me

Down! Bring down this sheer submission
Down! You know you have to bring it
Down! Deranged from a mind pollution
Down!

Deceiver, believer, don't need you tonight
You've spilled enough blood, you've wasted my life

You know you have to bring it
Down! Bring down this sheer submission
Down! You know you have to bring it
Down! Deranged from a mind pollution
Down! And screw that common sense
Down! Fight back those limitations
Down! And screw that common sense