Death becomes us
Rolling around in a gravediggers ditch
While he still digs in spite of the mist
Walking around while my bloody hands drip
and I hear, Death becomes us
Walking around as the shadows look on
As cruel as there eyes, there souls, they are dark
There I see them chanting in the park,
Death becomes us
Now I am home and turn out the light
But frst I shut the shutters and take a quick peek
There they are, loudly they speak,
Death becomes us
As I wake up there is no light
My body is numb
I listen and so they are done
now I chant, Death becomes us
by
Azkadeelia
