When you walk the ultimate path
You walk without restraint
Without regard for your fellow man
You trade in souls and silence
Crimson currency
Draped in the illusion of honour
You mark yourself with myth
Weave colour into the fabric of your skin
A wolf among sheep
Howling in the empty chamber of your heart
You put on your suit
That shines like snakeskin
You toast to tradition
And shake down the people in your way
You say it’s worth it
You say life goes on
But you won’t be remembered
You’ll be forgotten
A bad dream chased away by the morning
That is how your path ends
