Without beginning, without end (our lifeblood) the road for the spiritual outlaw is never ending and so is the hunt for all those answers the devil may hold your truth, what a fucking relief it would be (to know) bluecold and the grim truth stands before you, all you ever wanted ? Descend and fly away to another day, another night sleep forever or serve to justify The brand that you wear speak of what you are made of It leaves you like an open book for everyone to read Is this it, is this what you wanted? The eye of the rest on your back To be a part of the masterplan is the only way to spiritual hell drink to that and never forget where you came from cause there's no such thing as one way ticket to hell what a fucking relief that is Descend and fly away to another day, another night sleep forever or serve to justify