Death has come to hang me, we're all wastes of god They wanna be what they can't become Mud flows in your veins and covers your skin An angel protects you from yourself But a last breath comes from your deathly pallor A black hearse gonna be your next shelter
Where life has ceased to exist, we shall join to the forbidden acts We'll wander where death has not dared to enter Emptiness surrounds nothingness, carressing the world, sadly Tomorrow we'll close our eyes forever, the ending we chose
Flowers as company, reflected on cold marble The way of all lives is repeated, we know our end The smell of the cellar penetrates my lungs What we have seen is our world A thorough life to forget throughout time A thorough life in suffering and insanity What we have felt is our lives
And the black scene envelops me, my body will remain faithful to it We are the ghosts in control of the stillborns future Without life, without love, a cluster of atoms in agony