The Bronx Casket Co. - BCC / Sweet Home Transylvania lyrics

Time is a thief, d**h is a who*e Fear is a parasite, nothing more All these things put into play A natural slide into decay Everything ends Everything dies Not my job to question why In our circle, on our own Nothing more than home sweet home All that I ask All that you pray Don't make a difference when you come my way I am vanity laid to rest Trying to make you look your very best Who does every filthy job Who does all the things you hate to see I will send you to the void I survive eternity The Bronx Casket Company Forgive me father for I am sin Faith and hope won't let me in If I beg, if I plead I will poison the cup of their belief Why would you struggle When will you learn Prayer won't help as the temple burns Meet your maker, get in line You look like hell, you'll be just fine Time is a thief, d**h is a who*e Working together that what friends are for Follow that tunnel, follow that light Be forewarned that they could bite You won't see me as I follow You will be the last to know Torn out pages, broken chapters Life and d**h joined at the seams This is the way it always ends If you're with me, you've reached the end Lonely days Lonely nights Dead by day Dead by night