A tantric soul addiction
Stimulate the prism
A gulf of contradiction
Cusp on indecision
To play a cryptic session
Learn a diamond lesson
And hold with indescression
You'll relieve the tension
All grow old young, then are overcome
We die on our own time, we're tied with dynamite
Each (has) his own request, and tastes that he detests
A serpent in the thought, a strobing angry lot
All we have is time, all we have is dyna-MITE
I've got my death clock set
I'm ready for a hell bent ride
And know that nothing you do
Will ever change my mind
Save my life
Ease my mind
Waiting, waiting for you
Straining, straining to choose
What is right and what is wrong
To waste my time all day long
To fill my life with thoughts of this
You pelt my skin with angel kiss
Alive along flowing in a song
If you can carry a tune you can follow me
From the dawn of my days in missery
Please dry my tears and ease my prayers
Make it so I don't have to care