Falling wayside as I backslide
Now they've come to finish me
Demons play hallucinate an
Early grave is what's perceived
Shadows sway and guide the way
Allowing me the chance to see
Reality of agony the blasphemy
That lies beneath
I must confess my souls distress
The mounds of flesh and
Restlessness
The endless seas of prophecy
The mangled trees entangled to Mislead
Where do you turn
Mad on the loose
Bridges you've burned
Trails like the roots
Wrong and askew my tilted view
Where lies the truth alright
The menace pulls the wheel
You'd better run when he's swinging The steel
The bottle spiked to feel my sorrows
I'm at the end of my days
You'd better run when he's swinging The steel
I'm at the end of the road
Off track into the black
Freefalling now embrace the impact
Going so far down no chance to
Turn back now falling forever
And the time will come
Your days are done