Eulogy - Machine Head

The strands of memories spread like webs of cold

Along my skin I feel the frost taking its hold

Burning up, my insides start to freeze

Cannibalistic past, thoughts rife with disease

Come and set me free

Stand my ground

Won’t let the bastards grind me down

I’m bold, I’m strange

Won’t let their fears make me afraid

There’s hope, we’ll change

Spiders crawl across my scars at night

Picking at the scabs of regrets in my life

The darkness whispers madness as she calls my name

Murky faded like a fog of acid rain

Wash away the pain

I’ll stand my ground

Won’t let the bastards grind me down

I’m bold, I’m strange

Won’t let their fears make me afraid

There’s hope, we’ll change

The pain goes on and on

Under a crushing weight

Swearing and paralyzed

Upon the bed of my own hate

The night is never ending

As I struggle for control

Where will I find the peace of sleep inside this hole?

I’ll stand my ground

Won’t let the bastards grind me down

I’m bold, I’m strange

Won’t let their fears make me afraid

There’s hope, we’ll change