We live our lifes thinking about the death
What a nonsense
We born in death crying for the end
Life is decadence
We, the designers of our fates
We abdicate
And we donate our souls to a fear
Thet we've created

A salty sea falling from a sky
Entrapped in a face that won't smile
Who is dead? Who is alive?
The match point is

In the graveyard
Embrace your faith
Lay in the silence
Of the graveyard
Vault of your soul
Buried down below
In the graveyard

All walking deads walking haunched
Approaching graves
Crying for an end that won't escape
So bury yourself!
If you die once it won't be so bad
To die for her sentence
You don't realize we live together, alives and deads?