Looking for a pleasure Where the end of all the things that you have done Is lying closer that what ever else you father told you, son It's real, your enemym spitting at your howling at the moon This nature comes again Making sure your last days coming soon This is the end No turning back Ride on insanity of truth I am high to live for tomorrow So you find another way in you And your eyes won't see a thing In the face of d**h now
Where your spirits just a whisper in the wind Heaven's closer While the memory of it all will fade too soon You've got to understand spirits rising Sun goes round the moon You walk in midfileds Touch the flame Your last days coming soon This is the end no turning back Ride on insanity of truth I am high to live for tomorrow So I'll find another way in you And my eyes are blind to see