Tripping low, feeling f**ing slow
Screaming high on the heavy road
Out of mind, into the shrine I ride to see
Was she reborn in the cemetery Keep me awake
To keep away the nightmares about the dark days without ghosts
(Give me all the hard times baby, come on)
Keep me on the dark haunted side of the road Gritting teeth sound like growling hounds
Before we soar with a rippling howl
Out of trans, into the sun I gaze, I seek
Will Crowley's magic wake her from her sleep Into the shrine
I split in two and it's all fine Gray fog, take me on
In gray fog we walk
Her name disengraved from the stone
Wake, I fall Should I walk away
When everything twirls, as i like to play
f**ing mind games
I love it when it's gray
Should I ride the wave
Of then thousand dreams that will keep me sane
Take the light away
I love it when it's gray