I crucified myself for the sake of being relieved.
I speak throught the wormwood that eats my cross.
I ride the chariot of reinforcement for a walk around hell.
Earth is the coldest lake i've put my feet in.
My toes are cold and broken.
My nails are biting my skin.
I'm nailed too hard it feels difficult to stretch my legs.
The air is hitting my face.
I'm guilty by design.
Born guilty, lived in sin.
Severed my ties, now i'm free to die.