Smoke is rising from the houses People Burying their dead I ask somebody what the time is But time doesn't matter to them yet People talking without
There's nothing I'd like more than to let you in But now you're on the other side and there's no way... To feel your breath of life upon my face Cause
know what I'm sick with Lyrical tuberculosis, cocaine overdoses Blood comin' out your noses that's when death approaches March to my death smiling, laugh
in the march of death on the left on the left, left, right, left on the left on the left, left, right, left (but it's just a march of death) on the
isle of Manhattan I'd bring it to where you are Making a lake of the east river and Hudson If I could open my mouth Wide enough for a marching band to march
[originally written by F.Chopin]
[Virtuoso] I'm omnipotent You claim to win battles So when the beat starts I'll punch the tree bark And pass the chainsaw to a ????? heart Severing every
chick, chick.. You know what I'm sick with Lyrical tuberculosis, cocaine overdoses Blood coming out your noses, that's when death approaches March to my death
we march, your sword rides with me For when we march, your sword rides with me For when we march, your sword rides with me For when we march, your sword
death, pray for hate Pray for all that you know All these years ain't nothing's changed And you know and you know, yeah Pray for war, pray for death,
seas A flag is a rag is a shroud out loud, outside, a faceless crowd A cowering child just took their last breath, one snare in the march of death. Uhh
Where have we gone, what have we done Where have we gone, nowhere left to run Pray for war, pray for death, pray for hate Pray for all that you know
about by fears Foretold to all the masses Forgotten through the years The end to all predictions Yes time is growing near The march of death approaches
[Instrumental]
Bugs, You got them bugs, On you, I see them bugs, Mike Stipe, Now he has bugs, Don't want, No goddamn bugs, Kill. Death March. [x2] Whore, You painted
the same disguise I fight for my life without a reason Breathing polluted air Eating garbage anywhere I feed my march to death Marching yo death Locked
