I can't go back to that ****,
Maybe I'll forget the time,
Cherish the worst of it,
Looking up at the pine.

I take a ride again,
Deep through the forest,
Ghosts scream in vain,
Well, I guess here's a toast,
To all those who died in pain.

Time always passes me by,
As I'm caught in the trap,
I can't help but begin to cry,
No guide to trust with this crap,
Only could say goodbye.

I take a ride again,
Deep through the forest,
Ghosts scream in vain,
Well, I guess here's a toast,
To all those who died in pain.