I've got these chains around my feet,
And they're dragging me to hell,
The embers set my chest alight.
The panic's stealing all my breath,
Death is calling out my name.
The flowers are dancing on my grave,
He knows I'm not afraid of dying,
He knows to me it's all the same,
But there is so much on the line.
I have to find a better way,
I have to find my own redemption,
Fight the urge to drift away.