On a lost road A trail to everywhere Following a bad, bad road At last all the lies seem to be clear Walking on an endless road The mountains in the distance never come near A wasteland reaches as far as you can see The sun turns golden before it disappears A thousand eyes are watching you: Senseless and clueless, awake in the darkness Hands are bleeding and your head is melting From taking this last trip into the wilderness On a lost road... The street is a river You're treading through blood Above you vultures are circling the sky While rain pours down in an endless flood You find yourself at a crossroads And life seems almost reality Easy to know, but hard to understand How a beautiful landscape can hold such malignancy Standing there, the wind touches your bones The flesh lies behind as a trail of redemption In the light of a sun that is dying You see that there's no such thing as damnation Ride the wilderness tonight