Ashes to bones that stick to flesh
   alcohol to the blood that runs in my veins
   relief from this hell
   is only a temporary state of mind
   stoned to the bone
   not afraid to die
   my meaning to life
   and the meaning of the end
   with the end that I have conquered
   to my grave I descend
   to my private hell
   with a demon on my shoulder
   to drunk to see
   that I can't get a hold of her
   to blind to see
   how I messed up our lives
   But now you're steering clear
   from my path of knives
   where I burn myself down back to ashes and bones
   blood and alcohol
   bones to stones
   now I'm stoned.