I am running far from something something evil something frightening
Fear of falling fear of death heavy conscience heavy breath
I am a menace cannot you see stay away from me because I am a creep
Find salvation find some hope if there is no fire there is no smoke

Violent urges tear at my spirit why do I run from me
I am a bad man, I am a madman, save your pride and walk away
Say your prayers and save some face because I am the sandman, come to play
I am a bad man, I am a madman, I am the sandman, come to play
I am a bad man, I am a madman, I am the sandman, come to play

I am running I am still running senses fail and I feel nothing
Fist of fury knuckles red seems my foe has been but to bed
Why pick on me how tough can you be when deceased
Consequences conscience cries do angels weep when someone dies