Death is the End lyrics

Fate smile at it's funny little ways As it put pay to a promising career They prophesied of their own demise It was too good to resist It was too good to resist Death it is the end more or less As you lie here, does it feel As if it was such a good idea In tempting fate Are you sorry now? Are you sorry now? Death it is the end or less A funeral train rotting flesh It is the end or less a funeral train rotting flesh It is the end or less a funeral train rotting flesh It is the end or less a funeral train rotting flesh Is the end or less a funeral train rotting flesh It is the end or less a funeral train rotting flesh It is the end or less a funeral train rotting flesh It is the end