What the hell am I? Thousand eyes, a fly Lucky then I'd be In one day deceased
Sickman Sickman Sickman Sickman
I can feel the wheel, but I can't steer When my thoughts become my biggest fear
What's the difference? I'll die In this sick world of mine
What the hell am I? Leper from inside Inside wall of peace Dirty and diseased
Sickman Sickman Sickman Sickman
I can see the end is getting near I won't rest until my head is clear
What's the difference? I'll die In this sick world of mine
(Yeah, though I walk through the valley of rape and despair With head high and eyes alert I tread on a plane of many We who are of good nature and intention But cannot touch on the dark Recesses of memory And pain learned, so come walk With me, feel the pain And release it)
Can you see the end? Choke on me my friend Must to drown these thoughts Purity over rot
What the hell am I? Worn eroded pride Saddened 10 miles wide I'm gonna let it slide
Sickman Sickman Sickman Sickman
I can feel the wheel but I can't steer When my thoughts become my biggest fear
What's the difference? I'll die In this sick world of mine
