There is a place that I have been It's like no other place I've seen The blade is cold against my skin It's not quite out, it's not quite in It seems I've fallen off the earth No sign of hope, no sense of worth And in my mouth a bitter pill It makes me sleep, it keeps me still I can't explain the words they miss If there's a point in all of this Why can't the gods who planets make Just give me peace for pity's sake? It's not those years and years I spent Within a world without event It's not these things that make me weep It's more the devils that I keep
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