World's cold and you're coming with me back home

Shooting drugs and you never learned at all

Crystal visions informing my black cauldron

Fucking pains all around me when I look out

Look into your eyes and I can hear the silence shout

Read my palm it says we're getting out

Give me the sign of the open eye

I am numb with the lonely lust

Goat of thy flock I'm gold, I'm god

Flesh to thy bone, flower to thy rod

Guns shot by your hands making bodies cold

My Lai massacre, only 9 years old

Just a victim of the war you sold

Come close, see my body alive with flame

Promises you will never kill again

Come gaze into my black cauldron