In a puddle of my own blood
Thinking how did it ever come to this
Robbed of my youth, my life, my future
The devil reaching out to me
Dead and Gone
The devil's hands are reaching out to me
Dead and Gone
And nothing will remain
Reaching out, my last desire
To know the things I've known before
Just a shard of a broken existence
For me to take into the dark
Pushing in to a last warm embrace
Biting down to hold the fantasy
I hear the screams, but I'm not listening
Spectrums of pleasure and pain