Does blood ever spill Of those who took the final race ? Why do I say these words ? These feelings are besides my own Living, giving, striking Dying to do our best A dead will burned to misery As infinity consumes the Mind (solo: P.G.) Drown... Infernal blindness salutes with rotten lips Possessive imagination Retarded remains cremation Fear falls to human forms Down where feelings lie apart One space following another And I... Why did I hurt? Burning... Burning... (solo: N.T.) Does blood ever spill Of those who took the final race ? Why do I say these words ? These feelings are besides my own Living, giving, striking Dying to do our best A dead will burned to misery As infinity consumes the Mind (solo: P.G.)