[Lyric] Dragged Through The Mud (Abated Mass of Flesh)

Faces of the past drift away. Moments in solitude have given me rest. Time to dwell on what matters most. To seek out my true self. I’ve studied my beliefs and dragged them through the mud. I’ve looked at what’s left. What has truly remained. There’s only one voice to shape my mind. Only one path that leads to the grave. Dead to my past. Stripping it away. I’ve studied my beliefs and dragged them through the mud. I’ve looked at what’s left. What has truly remained