Jack's Weak Ego - Afterlife Lyrics

My hand was sewn to The Bible
When I was baptized in the swamp
Four score and seven more
And I'll tell you what I want
I was burned and buried in New Orleans
With my sidearm and my scribe
Deep down in that hole
I never felt so damn alive
Well I sharpened my blade
Against the wind and desert dust
I made fools of men of wisdom
And wine from junkyard rust
Well these shallow graves of dirt and bone
Where my body's been laid
Are not as deep or as occupied
As the ones that I have made
Every man carries a burden
Every burden takes it's toll
Every toll takes you closer
To the one who took your soul
Well there's a wrong way or the long way
And I don't got time to care if I'm right
Well I'll go my own way
If there's a price to pay
You'll have to take it form me
In the afterlife
Well you built so many prisons
And not one will I call home
You're searching for the reasons
To incarcerate your own
Let me rise above the ashes
Let me serenade the dead
When I take my vow of silence
You'll remember what I said
Every man carries a burden
Every burden takes it's toll
Every toll takes you closer
To the one who took your soul
Well there's a wrong way or the long way
And I don't got time to care if I'm right
Well I'll go my own way
If there's a price to pay
You'll have to take it form me
In the afterlife
Well there's a wrong way or the long way
And I don't got time to care if I'm right
Well I'll go my own way
If there's a price to pay
You'll have to take it form me
In the afterlife