Ride the Wilderness - Demon Head

On a lost road

A trail to everywhere

Following a bad, bad road

At last all the lies seem to be clear

Walking on an endless road

The mountains in the distance never come near

A wasteland reaches as far as you can see

The sun turns golden before it disappears

A thousand eyes are watching you:

Senseless and clueless, awake in the darkness

Hands are bleeding and your head is melting

From taking this last trip into the wilderness

On a lost road…

The street is a river

You’re treading through blood

Above you vultures are circling the sky

While rain pours down in an endless flood

You find yourself at a crossroads

And life seems almost reality

Easy to know, but hard to understand

How a beautiful landscape can hold such malignancy

Standing there, the wind touches your bones

The flesh lies behind as a trail of redemption

In the light of a sun that is dying

You see that there’s no such thing as damnation

Ride the wilderness tonight