Revolver on the backseat…
Bloodshed in the sun's heat…
I take a wrong direction…
A lack of interaction…

A scream…
"The end of the world is nigh…
We'll face the path of time…"
I won't wonder why…
Got my vices all defined…

All the memories…the differences…the promishes…
I won't go away from here…
Around the sun and back again…
But then we grip the fear…
I won't go away from here…

I wanna see your eyes burn…
Set fire to a downturn…
Vengeance ain't affection…
Just deathwish satisfaction…

Parts of a song…
"I heard as it were…
When the Man comes around…" *
Then the news goes on…
"Another fourteen corpses found…"

All the memories…the differences…the promishes…
I won't go away from here…
Around the sun and back again…
But then we grip the fear…
I won't go away from here…

A punch against my left jaw…
Judges of their own law…
Vengeance ain't affection…
Just deathwish satisfaction…

All the memories…the differences…the promishes…
I won't go away from here…
Around the sun and back again…
But then we grip the fear…
I won't go away from here…
Around the sun and back again…
But then we grip the fear…
I won't go away from here…


* " When The Man Comes Around" - Johnny Cash (2002)