I walk this road banished
All the faces that pa**
None I can trust
That dead feeling in my gut
Comes around to boil my blood
I stand scorned under the fire of this burning sun
I've been in contempt
Since my very first breath
And the rider who rides beside me
Carries the name of d**h
I will borrow and I will steal
I won't see Elysian fields
I'm not going up to no mountaintop
When the end of the days pa**es
It will be raining ashes
Will angels drop out of grey skies?
Upon the prairie gra**es
It will be raining ashes
The who will stand in
Judgement to our eyes?
This torment lies heavy upon my back
No faith in
Or beside me
Wherever I am at
No words I've found to follow
While this soul grows more hollow
I will never stare into the eyes of a king
When the end of the days pa**es
It will be raining ashes
Will angels drop out of grey skies?
Upon the prairie gra**es
It will be raining ashes
The who will stand in
Judgement to our eyes?