Walking through the land of the dead
I sat and watched a man eat his own head,
On the run, pursued by the law,
Her name is Death, her signet made of lead
(Chorus)
Lala lala lala lala lala lala lala lala laaa
She wants me dead
Lala lala lala lala lala lala lala lala la laaa
I am a thief, as slippery as soap,
Made Saturn's lovely daughter quite the dope,
She hunts me so because she never saw
The innocent upon the hangman's rope
(Chorus)
Here she comes!
(Breakdown)
(Chorus)
(Outtro)
Ooh-weeoo-woo-ooo
She wants me dead
Weeoo-woo-ooo
She wants me dead
Weeoo-woo-ooo
She wants me dead
Weeoo-woo-ooo-ooo
I'm dead
well, aside from that our saucy rhythm guitarist (Christian deMise) moonlights with Brutal Youth as its schizophrenically-pacing vocalist, both bands are fucking awesome. Melodic hardcore at its best. The Satans