He woke up plastered and stumbling
A full night of gin, pale sweat and seduction
Are all but distant memories inside the heart
Of this shattered beast
I have seen the end and it's not here in this city
Amongst the beggars and the liars
Where must I travel to go beyond borders
Of the clinically insane?
Far past the concept of mastermind
Straight into the heart of disbelief
Light a match and burn the whole place to the ground
Collect an ounce of the ash and bring it right back home
To hang on the f*cking mantel
And this is how we begin.