De Arma - Behind These Filthy Panes lyrics

Yellow and fulled and poisoned The light that spills Flowing like pus Bearing a thousand stinking ills Will it clean these blackened wounds? And carry this filth away? Will it heal a rotting mind? And bring light back to the day? Suffocationg tides of grey crush my world Causing my flesh to shiver I don't want to inhale their reek Spew burns my gorge as in enters The dirt pours into me Through my eyes, my ears, my skin Limbs to dead sticks Meat turns to cancer What form of malaise lurks Behind a veil of gla** so stained? Besmirched by the shades Of a thousand desecrations Tainted and degraded By the whims of the malnourished Twitched fingers carry the contagion That burns the souls of those who remain