They f** you standing up They f** you when you're down And if you get to be the king They will sh** on your crown And when you're dead You won't be forgotten, no Well, they will dig you up And they will f** you rotten Sick as it may seem People love stomping on a dream That is how you get your kicks In the age of the crucifix You living a lie You caught in the web You're prone to deny You will join the Dead, dying and the dying to be dead Dead, dying and the dying to be dead Dead, dying and the dying to be dead Dead, dying and the dying to be dead They want to see you dead With your eyes popped out of your head They want to see you fry And they will applaud when you die Put your heart on a stick While you're choking on your dick Got you f**ing your own head They won't stop until you join the Dead, dying and the dying to be dead Dead, dying and the dying to be dead Dying and the dying to be dead Dying and the dying to be dead