I’m headed back into the wild, to make peace with myself..
..make a beast of myself
Drifting down a stream called consciousness
Something sweet to drown out the bitterness
Take me there, that place called empty bliss
In a state of transcendence
Don’t move a muscle an artery or a vein
My mask of sanity is starting to slip.. slip.. I let it slip away
Now miserable wretched sinners let us pray
Fade away, the dogs are on our trail
The moon eclipsed your eyes and sailed into the night
Let us prey.. miserable wretched sinners.. let us prey
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