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 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 TV

Death, is the Tarot

Death, is an angel and

Death, is our God

Killing us all

She put the seeds in me

Plant this dying tree

She's a burning string

And I'm just the ashes

She put the seeds in me

Plant this dying tree

She's a burning string

And I'm just the ashes

She put the seeds in me

Plant this dying tree