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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 a king
Then i'd know that i am not alone
Maggots put on shirts
Sell each others 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 tarot
Death is an angel and
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 put the seeds in me
Plant this dying tree
She's a burning string
And i'm just the ashes
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