Reduced and erased you are   Pulled down, beaten up   Caressed by pain and smashed with a fist of steel   On a journey so wide that your senses they collide   Desperate struggle against the will of fate   It's sealed before you've any chance to break the cycle      A sufferstream runs through me   I have to let it out   My outburst comes near thee   You've got to let me be      Putrifacated acts still stop the future   With that progress in mind we feed on the feeble