Serf

My shades are finite
A central disease
Shedding the skin
Transfixed in its might

My light is alive
Fleeting, abright
Twisting my form
As the pressure increase

Change your collar
Symbolic rites with no meaning
You are changing your colour
A guiding light void of meaning
Meaning
Meaning

Black breath of divide
Invading with ease
Spreading within
A sickening wight

My light is alive
Fleeting, abright
Twisting my form
As the pressure increase

Rampart broken away
Fractured from your world
And your ways
I'm living on but it's eating away
My dismay
My dismay

Changing colours
Symbolic rites with no meaning
Yeah

You are changing collar
A guiding light void of meaning
Meaning
Meaning