As they laid nmy bones down at the crossroadsnI saw my ghost nSell my soul to the inferno nFor petrol to get home. nNow each day nI sink a bit faster into my father's fatenFour packs a day nFour decades straightnRight to an unmarked gravennI used to think it would sleep [x3]nnAs I laid nMy cross down at the bones beneath my feet nShe camenThe face of a saint nThe voice of a sympathynShe saysnThe future will be devoid of weaknesses nFree cigarettes nFor all the kids nTo make small skeletonsnnI used to think it would sleep [x3]nnI used to think nAs I aged with time nThat it would shut it's eyes nAnd just let me benThen I'd seen it's designs nTo kill and hide nDeceitfully inside my skin nnI've been hunting it ever since.