Interpret:

Black Label Society

Album:

The Blessed Hellride

Drinking, drugged up, completely shot to hell
Left behind, ain't nothing left to sell
Oh, ain't nothing left to sell


The hatred of your blood
So tortured, so insane
Dead ends, lost hope
Keep running through your veins
Oh, running through your veins


Ohhhhhhhh
So high, and then I fell
Ohhhhhhhh
Can't stop the ringing of my funeral bell


The loss of one's self
Inside the wheel of doom
Genocide is coming way too soon.
Oh, way too soon


The undying fear
The strength of one's demise
Broke and strung out
You wave yourself goodbye
Oh, goodbye


Ohhhhhhhh
So high, and then I fell
Ohhhhhhhh
Can't stop the ringing
Ohhhhhhhh
So high, and then I fell
Ohhhhhhhh
Can't stop the ringing of my funeral bell