Yeah, here we go again I’ve packed my bags and got my will in hand. I want it all.
I’m on the road and I’m out for the gold. I want the glory and the fortune.
I’m breakin’ down. I’m all worn out. My time is done. I’m at the crossroads.
I’m beggin’ for a shot at the fame again. My stake in sin the devils cashin’ in.
Oh, the dead man’s deal. Is it a break or a steal? I’ll take my chances and spin the wheel.
Out on the road, body stacked and they’re sold. Twenty in trade for one unworthy soul.
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Utterly hypnotic, heavy, and ethereal beyond what I can aptly describe here. It'll take you careening down a kaleidoscopic wormhole of audial bliss. cynothoglys