Another body being brought to the morgue Nobody can find a cause for death Medics are out of breath Taking the bodies out one by one What they don't know is the killing has only just begun I am here watching all of this Feeling a sensation of of bliss Watching this happen through the crowd I am feeling pretty proud I'll see you next time When I commit my next crime
No time for any type of cheer The apocalypse is here Hearts and Love is in the air You know what I don't even care I am again all alone Giving out an annoyed groan
I actually don't care so don't think I am really sad in any way
Death's scythe It's much more then just a kitchen knife It can take your soul And take your life as a whole When you hear death's bell Only time will tell
I spy with my little eye Soon you will die Yes the end of your life is near That much is clear Your life will end in agony If only you could see the irony The cigarette you are trying to light Will make you shine bright With all the bright fire in the dark You see that very tool Will create a spark And will ignite the fuel