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