Without beginning, without end (our lifeblood)   the road for the spiritual outlaw is never ending   and so is the hunt for all those answers   the devil may hold your truth, what a fucking relief it would be (to know)   bluecold and the grim truth stands before you, all you ever wanted ?      Descend and fly away to another day, another night   sleep forever or serve to justify      The brand that you wear speak of what you are made of   It leaves you like an open book for everyone to read   Is this it, is this what you wanted?   The eye of the rest on your back   To be a part of the masterplan is the only way   to spiritual hell   drink to that and never forget where you came from   cause there's no such thing as one way ticket to hell   what a fucking relief that is      Descend and fly away to another day, another night   sleep forever or serve to justify