Free from all suffering and vice I tackle this demon tonight Knife-fight with my pain Me and fear will meet On my side of the street Bottles & chains, broken remains Marching in that misery I'll take a lead pipe to my memories Even down looks up to me Battle wounds, never in vain Me and fear will meet On my side of the street Bottles & chains, broken remains Marching in that misery You may tell me it's too late I run a train on the hand of fate Relics of a lifetime ago Me and fear will meet On my side of the street Bottles & chains, broken remains Marching in that misery