From the recording Self Deconstruction

Vocals, foot stomps, and hand claps- James Leclaire, Michael Hunter Mélanie Turcotte, Liam McLaughlin, Phil Lafrance, Ruth Lafrance, Chantal Morin, Christine Desmarais

Recorded, Mixed, Mastered, and Produced by Phillip Victor Bova

Lyrics

I'm gonna pour fire
Into my belly
Gonna suck smoke
Into my lungs
I'm gonna punch the walls
Until my knuckles are bloody
I'm gonna go blind
Staring at the sun
Staring at the sun

I'm gonna pull out my hair
Until I'm bald
Gonna stomp my feet
Until my ankles cave in
I'm gonna hold my breath
Until I fall
I'm gonna scratch scars
Into my skin
Into my skin

I'm gonna grind my teeth
Right down to the nerves
I'm gonna scream
'Til my voice is lost
I'm gonna curse the Lord
Until he listens
And maybe then
I can come down from this cross
From this cross