Follow me down.    Swallow it down.    A little bit of something instigating your frown.    The moon on the town, the blood on your gown.    You're always picturesque.    Stomp the haunted mood in your crown.    I used to think about it then I...    Chose the word indulgence, now I...    Just need some more to stand my own.    Why I live this way?    Who knows.    Why I live this way?    He knows.    Is this damnation?    Or a beginning?    I'll take "B".    Is this damnation?    Or a beginning?    I'll take "B".    Oh oh oh oh oh.    So once again the thought into my.    And visualize the blood as the life.    Is to bend the wheel of my own kind.    I wish you'd see the hope in my eye.    All in all sublime on this side.    Then again you'd have to leave this life...    ....behind.    Why I live this way?    Who knows.    Why I live this way?    He knows.    Is this damnation?    Or a beginning?    I'll take "B".    Is this damnation?    Or a beginning?    I'll take "B".