Death By Numbers کے بول

As our rotting bodies Pay back the earth its love In a vile fleshy matter We'll crumble into dust I'll be picked up by the wind And blown into strangers eyes Defuse into their bodies And their tears when they cry 'Til I have 5000 people carry me 'Til I have 5000 people carry me Oscar and Lucy Will buy themselves a coffin Oh a single box of wood That, together, they will rot in And their bodies will decay And combine with one another Oh a single act of love Far greater than any other And in death they'll leave just a part of them Oh in death they'll leave one part of them Oh when I'm minerals in the soil I'll diffuse into a tree It'll have 5000 brances Which will have 5000 leaves And I'll be in every one Oh and when a leaf blows free I will land upon the earth And grow another tree 'Til I have 5000 trees made of me 'Til there are 5000 trees made of me When Darkness surrounds me Oh when darkness surrounds me Oh when darkness is all I can see When Darkness surrounds me Oh when darkness surrounds me Oh when darkness is all I can see When Darkness surrounds me Oh when darkness surrounds me Oh when darkness is all I can see When Darkness surrounds me Oh when darkness surrounds me Oh when darkness is all I can see I will have 5000 bodies I will have 5000 trees Which will have 5000 branches Which will have 5000 leaves And I will have 5000 lovers And I'll have 5000 bees Made of me