Letra Pressure de Anathema original

As the pressure grows and these feelings flow trample on bodies, bodies in holes of faith times I've asked the lord for forgiveness while kept under a spell of a sweating locust's breath. sliding down now with the black lights shining No need to tell me 'cos it's written on your face black as the night is day filled with no sympathy I don't care where you go you won't get away from me marching down the hall for a misery I don't care where you go you won't get away from me... Mouth tastes of sick stomach twisting inside the gravity of fear you can feel it coming near everything's wrong and I can't get away it's coming straight for you it'll twist and drag you down I don't care where you go you won't get away from me...