DIREWOLVES - From Tomb To Womb

When I was dropped into this world, I turned out to be dead. Umbilical wounds tying me to the womb, to the ignorant bliss. Searching through a maze of fluids, hanging to some rope of flesh, a wandering soul was lost. Stranded on a bed my wandering soul was lost. I choked, strangled by the laws of birth, suffocating victim of a loss. Her anguished weeping will soon fade, just wish the daylight would always come and relieve us from the burden's blade