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