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 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 a tv.
Death is the devil.
Death is an angel.
Death is our god,
Killing us all.
She puts the seeds in me.
Plant this dying tree.
She's a burning string...
And i'm just the ashes.
She puts the seeds in me.
Plant this dying tree.
She's a burning string...
And i'm just the ashes.
Pulsa De Nora - In The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death Lyrics
Pulsa De Nora - In The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death Lyrics
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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 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 a tv.
Death is the devil.
Death is an angel.
Death is our god,
Killing us all.
She puts the seeds in me.
Plant this dying tree.
She's a burning string...
And i'm just the ashes.
She puts the seeds in me.
Plant this dying tree.
She's a burning string...
And i'm just the ashes.
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 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 a tv.
Death is the devil.
Death is an angel.
Death is our god,
Killing us all.
She puts the seeds in me.
Plant this dying tree.
She's a burning string...
And i'm just the ashes.
She puts the seeds in me.
Plant this dying tree.
She's a burning string...
And i'm just the ashes.
Writer: JEORDIE WHITE, JOHN LOWERY, BRIAN HUGH WARNER
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY