Letras: Wumpscut. Torn Skin.

How opulent you are
I saw you
As precious as gold
But I skinned you alive
What I had to do
By nature I'm told

Give me your warm skin
Now wrap it around
You will get it back
When your corpse is found

Being carved like cattle
Under darkest skies
Getting christened with blood

I am caught by the lunacy
A fever flies
The axe in the mud

It was out in the game
It was out in the rain
Can you remember my name?

Follow the way
Love under will
Follow the way
Follow my way