the crocodile people are walking across my grave
I feel a shudder down my spine to my knees
the vision apocalypse is burning inside my brain
inside my skull's buzzing ten thousand bees
the blood in my temples must be black as the night
the gut in my stomach is turning to fire
my head aches so bad everything's turning white
my loins are searing overwhelming desire
is this the purgatory that've heard tell about
is this the place between heaven and hell
all that I know is I'm in trouble I have no doubt
if I had a soul left I to the Devil would sell
maybe tomorrow I'll awake with a mind that's clear
maybe tomorrow I can make peace with my heart
maybe tomorrow I will overcome all my fear
maybe tomorrow my life won't be torn apart
I just don't think that I can take one more day
tell me is there a God if you can no longer pray....