Been long since I felt peace of mind
A ceaseless struggle is all I find
Too much temptation everywhere I see
What does this world want from me?
Dreams, goals, any potential I had,
Now lost in a crevasse, no longer manned
All that’s left are holes and scars
Piercing my soul, not just my arms
I knocked on the door of agony and fire
To become strung-out, to get a little higher
It’s not just the drug that has me in chains
The needle, the ritual are all to blame
My chariot awaits for the devil has come
To take me away, for my angel is gone
My last burnt bridge that can’t be undone
In hell I remain, no longer God’s son.