I’ve been running so long on the road
Pursued by the madness of men
In my escape I’ve reached the last tree
The end of the storm

But what is now this acrid smell?
The vapors of the black gold
What are these peaks of steel which seem to raise
Surrounded with clouds?

Fear
Strive
Inhale
Mad

Raped and forced to breathe this haze
It’s poisoning me
Vice crawling inside my head
It's invading me
Pain, at the height of its reign
It keeps breaking me
Soul unpurified

As I lay on the ground I can feel
Syringes stuck in your flesh
A cold evil breath full of insanity
Spreading in my veins

I see my skin withering
You dry out like an old leaf
My will is consumed by this monstrous dream
From which I can’t wake

I’m terrified by
The void inside