Armed and ready I sit in a room, vanishing power
A sting in my arm, blood pours on the floor, final hour
The one that got me out of the grave, always there
Don't know what he's aiming at, do not dare
Never regain
Tapping the vein
Darkness all around me now, I can't see
A door that's never really open, not for me
The shock of recognition now, I will die
Mind distortion, weird thoughts, tell me why
I'm going insane
Tapping the vein
Tapping the vein
Tapping the vein
Tapping the vein
Tapping the vein
Still got my gun, my only friend through it all
Can't pull the trigger, no final shot – Can't you hear my call?
Venomous poison, lethal liquid, pumping through my veins
Physical destruction, psychic interruption, dying brain
Never regain
Tapping the vein
Never regain
Tapping the vein
Never regain
Never regain
Tapping the vein
