Оригинальный текст и слова песни:
Something is slowing me down.
It makes its way through my arms,
And through these fatigued worn fingers
In fury-fevered lashings of the claw.
I somehow...
Something is slowing me down.
It makes its way through my arms,
And through these fatigued worn fingers
In fury-fevered lashings of the claw.
I somehow...