INTRO:
Subconsciousness been splayed on cankered brains
We get along while their very bones decay
Try to spy what litle else remains
My heart still beating but I don't think I'm okay
Try to keep on livin' try to use what you got
But the way that it's been going
You know you're gonna get shot
I'm an old cold hand
Misfortune passed down from a long time ago
Been rendered senseless in a temple made of gold
Wait around for the path to unfold
I'm stuck in limbo and you're perched atop a throne