Well, he said to me, "Child, I'm afraid for your soul"
These things that you're after, they can't be controlled
This beast that you're after will eat you alive
And spit out your bones
… She'll string you along and she'll sell you a lie
But there's nothing but pain on the edge of a knife
And there is no courage in flirting with fear
To prove you're alive
… I've seen the true face of the things you call life
The song of the siren that holds your desire
But Death, she is cunning and clever as hell
And she'll eat you alive
… Oh, she'll eat you alive
