In The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death

We have no future Heaven wasn't made for me We burn ourselves to Hell As fast as it can be I wish that I could be a King Then I'd know that I am not alone Maggots put on shirts Sell each others shit Sometimes I feel so worthless Sometimes I feel discarded I wish that I was good enough Then I'd know that I am not alone Death is policeman Death is the priest Death is the stereo Death is a T.V Death is the tarot Death is an angel Death is our God Killing us all She puts the seeds in me Plant this dying tree She's a burning string And I'm just the ashes She puts the seeds in me Plant this dying tree She's a burning string And I'm just the ashes She puts the seeds in me Plant this dying tree She's a burning string