I am not the usual kind of reptile
stoned under the Sun
stalking fast in the dark
all the marks of old fights and sins I bare on this steely skin
weltering deep in the world's dirt
hiding in damp shades
no chance for moulting
(remaining whatever I am - heading down)
no use in telling me to renew myself
you won't even see
the slightest mutation under my skin
I have to live with this...
my skin
I can't throw it away
with all its faults it was made for me
rumbling and growling alone I am
monstrous undead guardian reptilian
I have to live like this...
stoned under the Sun
stalking fast in the dark
all the marks of old fights and sins I bare on this steely skin
weltering deep in the world's dirt
hiding in damp shades
no chance for moulting
(remaining whatever I am - heading down)
no use in telling me to renew myself
you won't even see
the slightest mutation under my skin
I have to live with this...
my skin
I can't throw it away
with all its faults it was made for me
rumbling and growling alone I am
monstrous undead guardian reptilian
I have to live like this...