Letra da Música The Black Wall Grows Into My Skin de Pilgrims From Tarterus

I'm listening to the wind like it would carry a message for me
Who has screamed his pain as load on these feather-light wings?
Misery overwhelming, making earth shake beneath
Or happiness i could hear; leaves of trees would dance and sing

Snakes are writhing into their holes
Birds are leaving their nests
Circling around me - these furious crows
I'm trying avoid being hit of their invisible fists

The stories i heard keep haunting me over and over again
I'm covering my ears wish having the bliss of ignorance
What words could mute utter to let the deaf hear them?
And who the artist could paint a vision blind may watch in trance?

Winds are burning me like fire
Screams are tearing my skull apart
I start to add my own cries
To this abominable wind letting others suffer

While i'm flying far away i am floating in still air
The black wall that i can't see grows into my skin
The poison i'm struck weakens me and doesn't dilute
I fear i'm dying and escaping these rooms without leaving a trace
The wall is closing in and grasps me with infernal wings
My face tells nothing for there's no one to see it crying in pain
And my last wish shall be when you hear my haunting scream
That you'll join me at my house and see my garden in full colours