Chains around my feet, mud inside my soul, the voices weighing in, my friend.
Running from the heat with two brothers from the door, the devils watching it.
I'm sure that demons are waiting to wash this all away.
The flood comes but always I'll be the man I was today.
There's fire neath the moon. the dogs are howling thick, and night's our only friend.
Darker than the shades pulled across those eyes hiding black within.
No rain could carry the burden of the sin across my face.
No basin could hold all the fear i hold for my judgement day
To the flesh i call home, and the blood i call kin. (X2) G G# F
I'm sure that demons are waiting to wash this all away.
The flood comes but always I'll be the man I was today.
Life is moving on, somewhere past the pines, I'm chasing after it, my friends.
Searching for a love, searching for a life, the river just can't bury it.
No rain could carry the burden of the sin across my face.
No basin could hold all the fear i hold for my judgement day
I'm sure that demons are waiting to wash this all away.
The flood comes but always I'll be the man I was today.
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