Black sad envolture

The feeling on the pression

Cold concrete emotion

Builten up while you cave in

They be coming 'round before you know it

Somethings will never change

It's always been the same

Can't really trust on your final day

Everybody loves you when you're dead

And everybody wants you in the end

Is coming you between

The loving memory

Now everybody loves you

When you're dead

Black morning dead end

In suffocated obssession

Dead infected corrosion

Feeding away on your sanity

They be coming round before you know it

Something will never change

It's always been the same

Can't really trust on your final day

Everybody loves you when you're dead

And everybody wants you in the end

Is coming you between

The loving memory

Now everybody loves you

When you're dead

There's a lot for the living

There's a lot, there's a lot...

Come on and kill me