7.In The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death
We have no future, heaven wasn't made for me
We burn ourselves to hell, as fast as it can be
And I wish that I could be a king, then I'd know that I am not
alone
Maggots put on shirts, sell each others shit
Sometimes I feel so worthless, sometimes I feel discarded
I wish that I was good enough, then I'd know that I am not alone
Death is policeman, death is the priest
Death is the stereo, death is a tv
Death is the tarot, death is an angel and
Death is our god, killing us all
She puts the seeds in me, plant this dying tree
She's a burning string and I'm just the ashes
She put the seeds in me, plant this dying tree
She's a burning string and I'm just the ashes
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