He woke up plastered and stumbling A full night of gin, pale sweat and seduction Are all but distant memories inside the heart of this shattered beast I have seen the end and it's not here in this city amongst the beggars and the liars where must I travel to go beyond borders of the clinically insane far past the concept of mastermind straight into the heart of disbelief light a match and burn the whole place to the ground collect an ounce of the ash and bring it right back home to hang on the f****** mantle.
And this is how we begin...
And this is how we begin...