Owen James - I Feel Everything, You Feel Nothing

I feel I could be turned wild if this goes on,
If this goes on.
I feel I could be buried twice,
And still the death not yet be done.
I feel I could be turned to fire if there could be no end to this.
I know within me such desire no kiss could satisfy, no kiss.
I feel I could be turned to stone,
A solid block not carved at all.