Full Tilt

Falling wayside as I backslide Now they've come to finish me Demons play hallucinate an Early grave is what's perceived Shadows sway and guide the way Allowing me the chance to see Reality of agony the blasphemy That lies beneath I must confess my souls distress The mounds of flesh and Restlessness The endless seas of prophecy The mangled trees entangled to Mislead Where do you turn Mad on the loose Bridges you've burned Trails like the roots Wrong and askew my tilted view Where lies the truth alright The menace pulls the wheel You'd better run when he's swinging The steel The bottle spiked to feel my sorrows I'm at the end of my days You'd better run when he's swinging The steel I'm at the end of the road Off track into the black Freefalling now embrace the impact Going so far down no chance to Turn back now falling forever And the time will come Your days are done