Death parade
bring me out of this silly game
lovesick falling desperation remember
all that is can never be again
filling out forms of post-mortem cycles
the endless currents of tragic whores
up to speed in a cargo hold of hate
desperation is a fretful curse
hate displace and mummies awake
trample me and my dreams-in-state
time is sand and sand are tears
languish in these happy years
time is boring and depression is forgotten
instigation of sores begotten
allow this tonight sweet dreams tomorrow
be the beautiful darling angel of my dreams
rupture the veins of my neck
do it hard and do it quick
leave the mark I�ll call it flair
do you really think this is fair?
Slap some sense into my system
shock me with your transgress-restem
allow this now and dream come true
dearest darling dying angel of my dreams