Deathwish Songtext

All dried up, an urge to laugh, but tears bother the smile on your face
Dead bands clenched, a slave to your prayers and fooling yourself
Motionless
The light slides down your trunk
The night, a cold freeze
Day, a warm beam
A cry in the everlasting space
The bells of the hearse, the last scraps of a dream
Pain, the once bloodshot body now screams anaemic
The crackling sounds like the dark age