Funeral Bell

Drinking, drugged up

Completely shot to hell

Left behind, ain't nothing left to sell

Oh, ain't nothing left to sell

The hatred of your blood

So tortured, so insane

Dead ends, lost hope

Keep running through your veins

Oh, running through your veins

Oh

So high, and then I fell

Oh

Can't stop the ringing of my funeral bell

The loss of one's self

Inside the wheel of doom

Genocide is coming way too soon

Oh, way too soon

The undying fear

The strength of one's demise

Broke and strung out

You wave yourself goodbye

Oh, goodbye

Oh

So high, and then I fell

Oh

Can't stop the ringing

Oh

So high, and then I fell

Oh

Can't stop the ringing of my funeral bell

Oh

So high, and then I fell

Oh

Can't stop the ringing

Oh

So high, and then I fell

Oh

Can't stop the ringing of my funeral bell