Scratchyourheaduntilitbleeds:) Video (MV)

It starts off as a sort of vasectemioc event
I look into the casket of a man closer to death
I feel the skin in my hair crawl with the velocity of a succubical entity
Squirming in the quicksand of its own failures
They're gathered around me
I can't figure out who's eyes to look at
But I feel the stare of a distant vagrant graze my spinal column
In sync they take a step closer
Each with their right foot
I realize what they want me to say
It's obvious from their blood-drenched claws
"Why should I live?" I ask
He looks me right in the eye and tells me
He has no idea
Not a clue