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«Grateful to Death»

Now you confess to all your sins
You say you’ve been so downright mean
Now you believe that hell exists
You cannot live nor cut your wrists

Smashed bones
You can’t move your head
Your broken body is waiting
For a scavenger

No way out
Helpless condition
Always less done than said
All that’s left is to envy the dead

Insensible
You close your eyes
It’s time to taste her scythe

You still alive, you have chance
White light
Tubes and anesthesia
They cut your wounds and lace your skin
They take your guts and put back

No way out
Helpless condition
Always less done than said
All that’s left is to envy the dead

Insensible
You close your eyes
It’s time to taste her scythe

Time, space spin in one whirlwind
Soar above the earth mess
You are free and grateful to death

You are free and grateful to death


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