The Beast

[Brent Hinds] I'm out of my mind Pictures of past lives Trapped in a memory In fragments of time The way things used to be Find a better way to get back home Reaching for something new That's just not there anymore 'cause you know that it's gone [Brent Hinds] You slip away to the distance Pass a crack of light in the floor I hear the sound of mischief As the promising light shines some more I paid you in fool's gold, and I don't owe you anymore And I deserve nothing I find like a mountain of pain on the floor [Brann Dailor] Losing ground Taken by a prophecy Siren sounds Calling for your sanctity Wipe away The blood from your face [Troy Sanders] All I see is our demise Headed for the blackened skies And I need more time [Brann Dailor] I still hear The beast is breathing Should I fall Upon my sword? Make sure they know That I fought for them Make sure they know They know I tried I scraped and clawed I gave my all [Brent Hinds] Stars in the distance Oh, how they tell a story of my life And tell us to beware Repeating the past Nature is nocturnal and that is that I spend my days underground covered in ash and smothered in dirt And you know how it hurts this little clown Pay no attention to the sound of the beast 'Cause you know it can't hurt you when you're with me