creeping, so slowly,
tell how can I live for the price of a grave?
sleeping, so innocent,
tell me why do you wake up when in the end it's all the same?
So spite your face, with needles and ink,
make yourself beautiful, make yourself beautiful.
so maybe, someone will love you,
or maybe rotting meat will only turn them on.
bring out your dead
bring out your dead
bring out your dead
bring out your dead
singing songs in foreign tongues,
we rob the tomb of everyone,
we salt the earth and bleach the sky,
the dead, never am I.
So sell your soul for a pittance today,
you never needed it,
nobody cares anyway.
What do we have left, when the gods have all gone?
your finite future, a dying sun.
I've got eyes fit to steal the truth from the real,
madmen call it madness, and liars call me liar,
but maybe death should die for all the beauty it inspires.
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