Poison’s what we drink, and gas what we inhale
Our life our jail, resuscitate the US
that’s died in vain. Cry, shed tears goodbye.
We’re born to die. Dear me oh why?
Why can’t our dreams converge with life
to make this utopia come true?
Deepest agony’s inflated. Only privacy’s invaded. Haunting thoughts portray
the doom foreseen. My please be kind
to bring thy joy our souls are thirsty for
Be kind to shut the door
and please ignore the holes
Chorus
New blood will brake what now is
Fake, fake, fake
Sleeping we’re finally come to
Wake, wake, wake
Forever and more we’re not insecure
Ugliness will get out of our way
Pleased we will stay
Choral
Sad so sad, never glad,
searching for miserable,
waiting for the so called death//
Fighting together for the sweet dream
we’ll never be free. Lusting the beauty we seek through all these years , we’re drowned in tears. By fear, by fear,
by fear of death.
Shadows follow light, the one that was so bright. Incinerate the corps
brought low by death , with no breath left
Antigone:
Deepest agony’s inflated. Only privacy’s invaded. Haunting thoughts portray the doom foreseen. My please be kind to bring
thy joy our souls are thirsty for
Be kind to shut the door
and please ignore the holes
Poe:
“Weep now or never more, see.
On your drear and rigid bier low lies thy love, Lenore! Come! Let the burial rite be read, the funeral song be sung!
An anthem for the queenliest dead
that ever died so young.
A dirge for her the doubly dead
in that she died so young.”
Chorus