Megadeth - Burnt Ice lyrics

He said he'd try just a little bit
He didn't want to end up like them
And now he blames the voices
Of a toothless wonder
Pounding on the door to make the next score

Anything for a hit any sin to pay for it
For that next bowl he'd sell his soul
Spiral to destruction
It's too late to break the spell
He wants the ride to stop
On the freight train straight to Hell
Without the truth he'll never find
In a dungeon of his lies his cause of death
High speed on burnt ice

Always looking at the ground
A broken, beaten man
Memories of his family are calling after him
He can hardly think, hardly walk
Phone keeps ringing, he can't talk
With just one hit the pain would go away
But he's dead if he does

Shadow people follow him everywhere he goes
Looking over his shoulder the paranoia grows