I spy my prize on the mile marker where I saw my father die
While I feel the loss I keep eyes on this bloody bag of coins
In this society we adore piety
What I tend to see is something different
The forces that conspire to turn us on ourselves
A dark reflection in the mirror
So now this prize
Within my reach
No risk too great
I spy my prize on the mile marker where I saw my father die
While I feel the loss I keep eyes on this bloody bag of coins
Now the sky has opened up
Inside I feel so much older
There is no way to clean this off of me
This sickness is mine
So now this prize
Within my reach
No risk too great
I spy my prize on the mile marker where I saw my father die
While I feel the loss I keep eyes on this bloody bag of coins
I sold my soul for this one chance at victory
At the risk of my damnation
Why I came to be carbon copy of those who made me
The question haunts me
So now this prize
Within my reach
No risk too great
John Makarewicz - Drums, Bass, Guitar
Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals
Stephen Murphy - Backing Vocals
