i perished with the weak and old.
i came along the foreboding road.
i sold my demons away for a ripe price.
i lost twelve hours of sleep that night.
i drive my feet into the sand.
and curse this bloodthirsty land.
cause what i wanted wasn’t mine
and what i worked for made me cry.
so i stand here aching, awakening my mind.
cause what i wanted wasn’t mine