Your death, your blood, your life, you re dead

To the death- slit your neck- dark, dark demons haunt

The death- in death, demons haunt

The heart pumps then it stops

Flow through your life then you drop

Blood- the blood- in blood, dark demons haunt

The very blood that runs through you

It's time to die when your skin turns blue

Your skin turned blue you breathed your last breath

Rotten in the crypt is your next step

Friend with the maggots in your head

Bleed again and again- die you re dead

Feel it dripping- feel the drip, formaldehyde you re prepared for the crypt

But it's cold, in the grave, in my tomb

When skin turns blue you ll know your time is through

You re dead inside of you crawl back into the womb

God damn-you

God damn- my soul

God damn- you

God damn- all of you