End in Fire

There’s a place on earth
Where people live in a fast lane
And their white souls
March in a black parade
I’ve been there before
A tunnel of drugs and pain
Where chaos rises
Can’t be born again
‘cause it’s breathing down my
Neck, ghost
You will never be clean in the land of dirt
Faith, lust
If you travel in a coffin, there’s no way home
Some say the world will end in fire
I say that everything’s already dead
No pleasure now and no desire
Just need a pill to fall asleep again
Matches in my hands
And a room full of gasoline
Now every secret got useless to keep
Death or life?
We’re always in between
But all the scars have never seemed so deep
Never seem so
Deep, ghost
You will never be clean in the land of dirt
Faith, lust
If you travel in a coffin, there’s no way home
Hate, love
Get used to all the demons you fear the most
Pure, dope
You’re living in a cradle among the wolves
Lay down and watch the world expire
From outer space where desperately I roam
No pleasure now and no desire
This is a planet I can’t call my home