oh, death
don't come tonight
i've got a lot on my mind

what you know about it? picture the scene the MORGUE is OVERCROWDED. you're in between surrounded by 100 CORPSES LOUNGING. different positions, they're in vision, you can't get around it. your intuition is to close your eyes, scream out loud and, clench your fists, a mental trip, evidence is AVERSIVE. its getting in- under your skin, feel you don't deserve it? for the SURGEON its determinant, causal effects, form a model of DEATH deeply involved with my set, and i live a lie with my livid eye as i watch simple guys turn to little flies that i just squash with the primes in my plots, devise and plot a plan to slaughter, man, i rise to the top, dont really gotta ask but...

HOW DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL
when DEATH satiates your brain, do you feel strange?
HOW DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL
in the absence of GOD do you feel odd?
without a real CAUSE? could you still go on, and never know the end? NO SOUL ROSE UP WHEN I SAW THE DOCTOR OPEN UP HIS CHEST, OH DEATH!

pretty how the FLESH peels, spreads wings like a butterfly, the BLADE parts the SKIN like BUTTER, and i wonder why, a person LOVES another, melts into another life, by choice i watch the knife close to find out whats inside! the DOCTOR opens up your CHEST to see just what your made of, and if you hope you had a SOUL you need to check your data! the sight of CORPOREALITY is more than you can take up, the BLOODY ORGANS lifted out for your moral to break up, forced to accept the only truth that YOU AMOUNT TO NOTHING, you hate impermanence cuz your soul purpose is the money. its self satisfaction, distracts from the actual. strictly factual: how does it feel DEATH IS STILL AFTER YOU!

HOW DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL
when DEATH satiates your brain, do you feel strange?
HOW DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL
in the absence of GODS do you feel odd?
without a real cause? could you still go on, and never know the end? NO SOUL ROSE UP WHEN I SAW THE DOCTOR OPEN UP HIS CHEST, OH DEATH!

death death death death death death death death death death death death death death death death

so what i know about it? i look around- the place is sorta crowded. you're in the scene surrounded...they'll all be in the ground and, ROTTING OUT so right now you gotta hold it down and, slow it down in each moment focus on the balance, between LIFE and DEATH and DEATH and LOVE its all ONE. try your best to see beyond just what you want. cuz if not you're in denial till your shocked..and you can where that fake smile till the day you're lost...forced to accept your fate THE FACTS ARE WRITTEN ON YOUR FOREHEAD: NOTHING IS REAL YOU WERE BORN DEAD, ask yourself how does it feel to be UNIMPORTANT, knowing you've been WAITING for DEATH since the day that you were thrown in!!!

HOW DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL
when DEATH satiates your brain, do you feel strange?
HOW DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL
in the absence of GOD do you feel odd?
without a real cause? could you still go on, and never know the end? NO SOUL ROSE UP WHEN I SAW THE DOCTOR OPEN UP HIS CHEST, OH DEATH!