Death Song کے بول

Head in the earth His feet were set aflame His misdemeanor He's suffering the pay Sins of the flesh And lust for mortal gain Clutching his profits All the way to the grave I cry more Will each breath In ecstasy I touch death And I mourn Will each breath In ecstasy I touch the face of death His motives weren't pure On that you can depend His lips remain silent Right to the end Star crossed or doomed To bear exquisite pain His kiss is the trophy Of ill gotten gains I cry more Will each breath In ecstasy I touch death And I mourn Will each breath In ecstasy I touch the face of death And there you'll see Your spirit rise Only to be pulled back to earth Only to be pulled back to earth