Suffocation — Thundra

Angry towards whatever out there Towards whatever behind

It wasn't supposed to come to the pain that I'm now about to experience This questions being raised again

Slowly beginning to dawn upon me Stiff fingers reaching like leaves

But where to reach, what will help? Like a hit to the head, doesn't hurt only goes numb

Drifting to a healing place, drifting to hell Swallow by the sensation of it all Taken by the ripples of the emotions Sense your beast to come Make ready yourself

This has been dealt before, see me now I will stand as a stronger one again

Do not mistake this as a weakness, I will beat you Again Only on the inside

But where to reach, what will help? Like a hit to the head, doesn't hurt only goes numb

Drifting to a healing place, drifting to hell Swallow by the sensation of it all Taken by the ripples of the emotions Sense your beast to come Make ready yourself