Unclean (An Ode To Flu)

[Verse] Inhuman is the twisted gait which writhes in the accursed winds which blows right through our wicked souls and tells of what we've done. Through rustling of forsaken trees millennia is swept away. Unsteady strides through ruins lost with destinations gone. [Bridge] Help me find my way. Tell me where I am. [Verse] A fractured space where time is lost where meanings are just tales to tell and nothing matters anymore, is where us maddened dwell. [Bridge] Help me find my way. Tell me where I am. [Chorus] Unclean. (It is inside of me...) Unclean. (...and will forever be.) [Chorus] Unclean. (It is inside of me...) Unclean. (...and will forever be.) Unclean. (It is inside of me...) Unclean. (...and will forever be.) [Solo] [Bridge] Help me find my way. Tell me where I am. [Chorus] Unclean. (It is inside of me...) Unclean. (...and will forever be.) Unclean. (It is inside of me...) Unclean. (...and will forever be.) [Chorus] Unclean. (It is inside of me...) Unclean. (...and will forever be.) Unclean. (It is inside of me...) Unclean. (...and will forever be.) [End]