Amygdala by Christworm Lyrics

Slipping further, for sometime
Seething brooding

A blood red wash upon every living soul
Masked in pain for reasons unknown
Like a coiled snake hiding in the shadows
I fall victim to its presence
A harrowing attempt to cast aside this
Blackened veil I've fallen victim to

Caustic grasp, soiled vision
Breaking the skin to feel

And as I sit here, with this rope around my
Neck, I am filled with regret