Not for nothing,drugs could consume me

Generation of alcoholism tear me up and tried to doom me

I wasn't in my right mind

I wasn't thinking straight

I stepped over the grave so I could finally  see my faith

Remember me,I'm the warrior with the rose

Ive been through hell and back waiting for me to return home

Not to the cemetery,nor to the grave

But that beautiful place of what I call Grace

From lying in the grave to stepping over it

I've accomplished something that I knew would be the right fit

I've stepped over the grave now I’m off to the moon

Just wait on it,wait on it,wait for part 2