Forged by Neron

All beneath the foot of man a bed of oil and bone A stampede where I may roam As we swallow into earth's mouth of muck and mire I rescue me from myself Anywhere but here Any place with a pale blue sky Anywhere but here All the signs tell me to fly Come to reason where the land is dry and bones decay A new guidance will be found And you'll see the message in the tar of all I said Reckless spirit lead the way Anywhere but here Anyplace with a pale blue sky Anywhere but here All the signs tell me to fly Save your weak and dying Save your own Save your weak and dying Bring them home