[Words & music: Barthold] Take this last wish that was never granted I held it inside my heart It hurts more than it ever did before 'Cause things aren't always what they seem to be They never are... New flesh for a soiled soul Crawl with me in the dust Dirty just for you, crawling just for you Crawl with me in the dust Dirty just for you, crawling for the Soiled souls I wish for this treasure to be discovered The world becomes a shelter in the hole It burns more than it ever did before Things aren't always what they seem to be The never are... New flesh for a soiled soul