the highway to hell
the reality that we have created for ourselves is a flase narration of what existing can be
Walk on the gravel roads
Bare foot until your heart erodes
For in the end it will all be lost
To be like how we were before
Take my soul and take my home
Take my bones and take it all
Take me back to where I belong
Let me be where I always longed
Chase me on the rivers cold
Chase me where I cannot walk
Where thorns grow and in blood i soak
Let me rest beneath the old tree
Let me afford own my serenity
I lurk in the woods in the dark season
I have become what is forsaken
Let this end , what I have become
Everything these days feels so numb
No matter how fast I run
How far away I think I am
It's a shadow glued to my back
Hunting me and all that I have
Leaves me nothing, it is without remorse
No matter how gritty I walk the course
It's a loop where I can't find the doors
In the end it's supposed to feel good
The winds are too cruel
And the leaves too rude
They wave you around and beat your face
They beat your skin and you embrace
Believe this is the way and amongst them you dance
For hope is lost and we are in the dark
Believe in him and believe in God
He who took the woods and soaked in blood
He who hit all that is bad
Hold him close and you shall ride
Angels on their backs to the seventh star