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