Libation
Salvation
I'm on the verge,
I've got a mind to take this last step over.
Head strong and ready to burn,
We ride the waves that pull us under.
No ties left to bind,
You take a taste of pure dementia.
Wild eyed and ready to fly,
This is not a place for dissention.
Red line... ... ... ... ...
Yes, I'm on the verge,
I've got a mind to take this last step over.
Wild eyed and ready to burn
Oh yes, I'm ready to burn.
I guess that I never learn.
Well then, we're ready to burn,
Build the pyre.
I bite off more than I should.
I wouldn't stop if I could.
I wouldn't stop if I could.
Build the pyre.
Flames grow higher, on
No ties left to bind,
You take a taste of pure dementia.
Head strong and ready to fly,
This is not a place for dissention.
Yes, we're on the verge,
I've got a mind to take this last step over
Wild eyed and ready to burn
Oh yes, I'm ready to burn
Build the pyre.