I never had any reason to be myself Said the man
As he walked away from the love of His life
I walk alone with the devil hand in Hand
Together we can reach the sky if we Want
But at the end of the day
When all those feelings start to wash away
Some may stand and some may fall
And others may live their lives by the Lies they know
But in the mind of the mystic it all Seems so contrary
To the reason we feel so compelled
To tear out our souls for what cannot Be attained
And as those flames grow higher and higher
We stand up on top reach out
And burn our hands on the sun
We burn it down to the f*cking Ground
So reach out and touch me cause I'm Failing to see runaway don't find me
And when we're finally standing face to face
Forget everything I said look deep Into my eyes as I raise the dead
Cause they need you to know
Where your soul will dwell someday
When you finally fall from grace
And all those pictures and memories You tried so hard to erase
Manifest themselves into fears
And erode all the beauty and love Trying to appear
When they etch a few words on your Grave
Do you know exactly what they would Say
And you hope and pray there's Enough rain up in the sky
To wash away what is written above Where you lay...