In The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death

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 the 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, it is policeman, death, it is the priest

Death is the stereo, death is TV

Death is the Tarot, death is an angel

Death is our god, killing us all

She put the seeds in me

Plant this dying tree

She's a burning string

I'm just the ashes

She put the seeds in me

Plant this dying tree

She's a burning string

I'm just the ashes

She put the seeds in me

Plant this dying tree

She's a burning string