i just to a punch to the heart from the inside
feel like a car just got me from the blind-side
like my emotions must be tried for capitol treason
theres no reason and nothing i can take for and easin of the beating i just got dealt

yeah i tried real hard and got real far but in the end it didnt even matter
man i feel tatered my body is battered as i lay alone in my bed a crown of guilt head and a heart made of lead all my courage fled i've been left for dead.

now im done with this.
im back on the streets.
forget about the heat.
im about to sink your little fleet.

P.S
and ill see y'all soon sweet dreams

another mark against my soul
and soon ill have to pay the ferrieman's toll
shall i live in the passages of the sages
or suffer hell's rath for all ages