Waste away to nothin' in a dark, dusty tomb

Lookin' for the traces of what used to be a room

Wipe away the blood from a tormented brow

Solve the wicked problem, never asking how Rock the sinking vessel till it rests on the bottom

Count the waves of water, don't remember, forgot them

Taste the stench of livin' on thin dimes and a dream

Opening an ear to a painful silent scream Oh, life is bad

Oh no, worst I ever had Ache and writhe in agony like a vise on aging bones

Tar and acid drip from an ice cream cone

Holding onto a wind that chases the hell

Fallin' in the darkness of an inner descending well Caress transparent night as a demon with a sword

Speak with an eloquence, never saying a word

Look into the clarity, then erase it with the muck

Lying in a pool of consciousness, no such thing as luck To being a beginner, to inventing the end

To livin' with a strangler, never a friend

Saddle, slobbering beast, trouble is abound

Ride the devil's bronco, never hit the ground