I’ve been running so long on the road Pursued by the madness of men In my escape I’ve reached the last tree The end of the storm But what is now this acrid smell? The vapors of the black gold What are these peaks of steel which seem to raise Surrounded with clouds? Fear Strive Inhale Mad Raped and forced to breathe this haze It’s poisoning me Vice crawling inside my head It's invading me Pain, at the height of its reign It keeps breaking me Soul unpurified As I lay on the ground I can feel Syringes stuck in your flesh A cold evil breath full of insanity Spreading in my veins I see my skin withering You dry out like an old leaf My will is consumed by this monstrous dream From which I can’t wake I’m terrified by The void inside