We have no future...
Heaven wasn´t made for me.
We burn ourselves to hell,
As fast as it can be.
I wish that I could be a king...

Then I´d know that I am not alone.

Maggots put on shirts,
Sell each other 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 is policeman.
Death is the priest.
Death is the stereo.
Death is a TV.
Death is the Devil.
Death is an angel.
Death is our God,
Killing us all.

She puts the seeds in me.
Plant this dying tree.
She´s a burning string...
And I´m just the ashes.

She puts the seeds in me.
Plant this dying tree.
She´s a burning string...
And I´m just the ashes.