Six Feet Under - The Frayed Ends Of Sanity (Metallica)

Never hunger, never prosper I have fallen prey to failure Struggle within triggered again Now the candle burns at both ends Twisting under schizophrenia Falling deep into dementia Old habits reappear fighting the fear of fear Growing conspiracy everyone's after me Frayed ends of sanity Hear them calling, hear them calling me Birth of terror, death of much more I'm the slave of fear, my captor Never warnings, spreading its wings As I wait for the horror she brings Loss of interest, question, wonder Waves of fear they pull me under Old habits reappear fighting the fear of fear Growing conspiracy, everyone's after me Frayed ends of sanity Hear them calling, hear them calling me Into ruin I am sinking Hostage of this nameless feeling Hell is set free, flooded I'll be Feel the undertow inside me Height, hell, time, haste, terror, tension Life, death, want, waste, mass depression Old habits reappear fighting the fear of fear Growing conspiracy, myself is after me Frayed ends of sanity Hear them calling, frayed ends of sanity Hear them calling, hear them calling me