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

I wish that I could be a King

Then I'd know that I am not aloneMaggots 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 aloneDeath is policeman

Death is the priest

Death is the stereo

Death is a T.V

Death is the tarot

Death is an angel

Death is our God

Killing us allShe puts the seeds in me

Plant this dying tree

She's a burning string

And I'm just the ashesShe puts the seeds in me

Plant this dying tree

She's a burning string

And I'm just the ashesShe puts the seeds in me

Plant this dying tree

She's a burning string