Bracing myself for the impact,
amazed at the walls as they go rushing past,
elated – euphoric – when I don’t crash;
like I’ve done so many times before.
I won’t be restrained – remain in place,
a grin spreads across my face.
Through Hell I come home,
a battle won – the war to go.
Exit – This torment,
come through it and you’ll see for yourself.
Live in it – The moment,
the feeling of leaving Hell itself.
Some stay – they’re chained,
I can’t lead them out.
Escape – this pain,
as I leave the South.
Left and haven’t wondered since,
what drove me down – below the earth.
My wicked ways – My blinded eyes
I’ve been through Hell,
I can’t disguise.
‘Cause in my heart – I’m burned and scarred,
became – I am – not what you are.
Survived to make this life go well,
I’ve been fucked up – I’ve been through Hell.
HG – 2000-2005
