I´m dying from my own disease, I´m a villan, I´m a murderer and the victim is me
I´ve got a date with fate and I just can´t wait, I´ll see you all down at the morgue
I need some coffee, a corpse and a cigarette just incase that I get bored

Red, white and bruised and bathed in sin, I´ve been through hell and back again
Bury me now and say it´s the end, oh my god, look at what the bats dragged in

I´m pissing into the wind, I got a face full of it, lick my lips and do it again
My claim to fame is I´ve got no shame, a corpse is a corpse of coarse
I´ve got a hand full of nails and a crucifix, just incase that I get bored