It's a careless wind that carries me, across the great divideFrom the wretched underworld, to the place where fear residesBehind the line you hold, you can only hold so longWhen you see my forky tongue, and you hear my twisted songMy sign is the fire line, uncontrolledMy bitter ruthlessness is a beacon to beholdLike cancer grow on, someday to dieWhere the water's flowing, I'm gonna drain the river dryIt's a poison dreamKeeps me running through the nightI'll take it on, then some moreBy the dawning of the sickly morning lightBurn through the midnight oil, and the bridges I can't crossSomehow I find myself in everything you've lostWe've seen it all before, but it comes as no surpriseJust like reflections of the fire in your eyesIt's a poison dreamKeeps me running through the nightI'll take it on, then some moreBy the dawning of the sickly morning lightAnd when the work is done and the Devil's called his timeYou'll feel a stale breeze, blow through ash and pineAnd you may ask yourself, "Where did the endgame lie?"A question I might ask if I could stop to wonder whyIt's a poison dreamKeeps me running through the nightI'll take it on, then some moreBy the dawning of the sickly morning lightIt's a poison dreamKeeps me running through the nightI'll take it on, then some moreBy the dawning of the sickly morning light
