Two Middle Fingers

Hell has risen, time is mine
 Blazing through the wreckage
 Through the dirt and the grime
 Riding so high, all I can see
 Fools all around, they've got their eyes on me
 And at the end of the game we all answer to shame
 The trash heap has spoken a word to the wise
 The land of milk and honey brings a lonely demise
 Panic fire ripping through the heart and mind
 From running down the dream about a mile behind.
 It's trying to bring
 Its trying to break me down
 And the rage ain't gonna rest when you piss on a dream
 The fabric of desire comes apart at the seams
 Dealing with the devil just to end up poor
 And shelling out the pavement for his Babylon whore.
 I've got my fist in the gold
 I've got my foot in the hole.