Used Up, Spit Out - Ringworm

My grave is empty now

Clawing at the lid, i’m free somehow

Resurrected;

coffin closed

Dead and lifeless;

decomposed

I am the one who will see, for i am the end

I am the one that is over and over again

Cutting, amputation, cast aside

Killing, mutilating, open wide

And i’m ready now

As we live somehow

Nothing less devout

Used up, spit out

God of the faded

I am just wasting away

I’m never running, i am the one who will stay endless repetition, only friend

Zero ammunition, bitter end

And i’m ready now

As we live somehow

Nothing less devout

Used up, spit out

Spit out (solo: sorg)

Outstretched hand;

reaching up

Touching nothing;

thoughts corrupt

Outstretched hand, reaching up

Touching nothing, thoughts corrupt

I am nowhere, writhe in doubt

Hell used me up and spit me out

Never wanted to be, i’m used up, i’m used up

I’m spit out

Never mattered to me, i’m used up, i’m used up

I’m spit out

What it’s like to be free, i’m used up, i’m used up

I’m spit out

Now it’s so plain to see, that i’m used up, i’m used up

I’m spit out