Из альбома: Post Mortem Nihil Est
Walking alone in the shade,
No color and no sound when you're dead.
Be all you can be as a man,
One in a million in Hades's den.
Oblivion is for the living!
Oblivion is for the living!
You know that life is a sore,
What you meant to be we,
you can't breathe anymore!
When everything's lost you can't even cry,
That's how we send a shit in the afterlife.
Oblivion is for the living!
Oblivion is for the living!
You know that life is a sore,
What you meant to be we,
you can't breathe!
You know that life is a sore,
What you meant to be we,
you can't breathe anymore!
When everything's lost you can't even cry,
That's how we send a shit in the afterlife.
You know that life is a sore,
What you meant to be we,
you can't breathe !
You know that life is a sore,
What you meant to be we,
you can't breathe anymore!
(Merci à Mathilde pour cettes paroles)