you took a ride, just to try to ease the pain for a while, seems to be the end of line when you cant find a way to make you feel fine, its
startin to ache so deep inside no more good times, no more alive yea it goes straight to hell, like in a dreadful dream, yer locked up in a shell, growin pale swallow the pain in yer blackened remains Cyanide is ripping though yer rotten inside Shut yer eyes , but they keep on starrin all around to feed yer fears n blow yer mind... you re numbed with grief, the blood is shakin right under yer frozen skin, a taste of sin die, a bit more again that poison carves you up n drove you blind to play that toxic game