I think you want the world to end; it's all that you live for
Relying on false predictions – the future is late
Inflated egos burn hot with a magnetic pulse
Living with this d**hbed curse – there is hope for survival
Call on the gods of rapture – tell them they are late
I was told that tomorrow would never come
This is the last day that you will collect our funds
Can't stop the funeral dirge
Can't stop this d**hbed curse
Can't stop the funeral dirge
The song of d**h that never ends
Apocalyptic march for d**h
We are one in this funeral choir
Sing the tune of the funeral song
A song of d**h that that never ends