In the veins no throbbing blood
Pulse beat going on zero line
Open mouth and fixed look
Hold one's breath forever

Fuck I am dead
Fuck I am dead
Fuck I am dead
Fuck I am dead

Visions passing off
Enter to mortuary
Now it's time to decide
To mend one's way

Body going back to origin
Curious look of coroner
Complete body searching
Transported on a stretcher

Fuckin' layed out in stage
Wrapped in a shroud
Zipper closed over the face
Before the amusing crowd

Dead full capacity
Last part of my destiny