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