Endless Pi

This road is ice cold and it chills to the soul

It consists amongst itself with a light that's never been showed

In the mold it'll erode til its exposed to the cold

And explode with a blow that'll reinvent the old but who knows

Well only the endless road for sho...

Beside what rides can ride this road

And who knows who can brace this cold

But yea I know its me and it can only be me

The deseased and that's why I'm the O...N...E...