Drag My Stone

Your Vice becomes your savior There's nothing left to pour The bottle's drying out You're left begging for more The snake will shed its skin You will be born again Burning from the inside Your cancer starts to plague When my time comes And you call me home Let the pale white horse Drag my stone Hell is just a graveyard For all my hopes and dreams I'm supposed to be a better man But I refuse to see There's nothing left for you to take Except this fucking misery Hell is where there is no love Just the thought of you and me All this time I've been running I'm my own worst enemy When my time comes And you call me home Let the pale white horse Drag my stone Drag my stone