[Verse 1] From out of the fringes, slithering ‘mong the grey, My demons sharpen their claws and ready their chains, Crawling forth with hunger and thirst for my flesh and my veins. They drag me through hell and, my will, they enslave. [instrumental] [Verse 2] I fight my ghosts only to watch my sanity slip away. Try-duh fight the good fight day after day, Try-duh hold it together, trying not to break. The fate of my world hangs on the edge of my blade. [Refrain] Try-duh hold it together, trying not to break. The fate of my world hangs on the edge of my blade. [Outro] The fate of my world hangs on the edge of my blade.
