sometimes your head swims and your feet spin and you'd swear you can see the end of all ends.
she is dancing and swaying and calling your name but the devil rides your back just the same.
and there's no temptation and to hell with all sin
but it's heartache and intake of death held within
that is clearing the way for the vessels of men.
and the thing that blinds you will only free you
if you're pointing the direction of that woman who sees you.
enjoy the music.
