Warped to another world. Metal ringing in my ears.
On the hunt, women and beer.
Time linked parallel lines,
Teen times to thirty five.
The fire still burns the beast is alive.
The hunger claws at loneliness inside.
I won't go down i always thrive.
Push on through.
The hunter playing for the kill and not the food.
It's the want i want.
The eternal thirst for that which may not exist.
Come to me now and don't resist.
I'll take you on a one way trip through the night.
Blurred lights white noise somewhere a fight.
No matter till the morning comes.
We shall burn till the morning comes.
Chaos consumes and settles the soul.
It's the boredom that makes me kill.
So darling don't be a victim to me.
Teen times through thirty five.
No one came that left alive.
