Name your poison
On this broken floor
I've seen this end before

You are in this trap alone
Don't think for a second you're going home
Rigid fingers won't make it right

Close your eyes while you pray for sight
Only pain in this disposition
Keep returning your strength for this weakness

I say $#&@ the system
Use the wisdom as the catalyst
Then we'll burn it all down


Do you feel ready?
My back is turned on you

So pure and fitting
The demons that could be are killing you
You're most unwilling

Eyes roll back with the burn of a companion
In hell you're drifting
The demons that could be will make it right


Doomed to this subtle end
Attachment not a friend

Feel sick you're the witness
Comprehension fails you
Now it's death entails you

This phallic %#@! must stop
It's mockery sends out the closing crop


Facing westward
You must travel alone
Take one last look at it's bitter laugh

And one day a priest will release you

I will no longer be your sober fantasy

Do you feel ready?
My back is turned on you
So pure and fitting

The demons that could be are killing you
You're most unwilling
Eyes roll back with the burn of a companion

In hell you're drifting
The demons that could be will make it right


Do you feel ready?
My back is turned on you
So pure and fitting

The demons that could be are killing you