The eternal question in my mind
When it's burning deep inside
Sometimes it feels like the only way out
When I'm alone with my own mind
Look in the mirror dead man stares back at me
As I start to realise my own mortality
The body grows weak as the mind grows old
Hear the grave calling from the earth so cold
Because it feels like the grim reapers walking right behind me
Everyday a role of the dice
Land the wrong face il see you on the other side
In this race for peace or death numb the pain and find myself again
Persistent thoughts run through my mind devil on my back please numb the pain
I'm just trying to find peace
As my body grows weak
From the cradle to the grave to this inner turmoil I'm enslaved