I’m crawling with fever
I’m sinking in deeper
I’ve reached but the water’s no good
And so I’m going carry on

I’m dying and breathing
Was my own deceiving?
In this life alone 
I’ll be so hard pressed to even carry on

When the journey started
When I new I’d make it home
I was all for trying
‘Till the path had led me wrong
Then I heard the warning
Yeah, I knew it was [bad word] soon
It cannot be refused

Aware is the vulture
It recently circled
My eyes going dry
Yes I’m sure I’ll soon [bad word] carry on
The West way goes Eastern
And right where the beast yearns a void lies inside
Now I’m here and there can never be return

When the journey started
When I new I’d make it home
I was all for trying
‘Till the path had led me wrong
Then I heard the warning
Yeah I knew it was [bad word] soon
It cannot be refused

Few ever rich stars
Call to the healer
Divide the red tide
It’s surely rich us
But I can’t escape it
Everything I’ve just don’t love
Anything that I can see
No I just don’t love 
Anything that I see
Anything that I see
Anything that I see

When the journey started
When I new I’d make it home
I was all for trying
‘Till the path had led me wrong
Then I heard the warning
Yeah I knew it was [bad word] soon
It cannot be refused