Death Is The Answer

Death
Death
Death
Death

When you question the funeral bell
Death's the answer
When you wonder why legends fell
Death's the answer

When will the reaper steal and take you?
Death's the answer
Will an afterlife forsake you?
Death's the answer

Death
Death
Death
Death

When you ask if it's time to die
Death's the answer
When you're gone, will mourners cry?
Death's the answer

Will your soul escape your bones?
Death's the answer
And will your corpse be left alone?
Death's the answer

What will you find when your life is crushed?
Will you drown in terror or become dust?
Will you end up in a nameless fucking grave?
When you're slipping fast, can you be saved?

When your slowing blood runs cold (so cold)
And your mind thinks thoughts, thoughts untold
Can it possibly comprehend (get it, motherfucker)
As it comes to terms with the end?

Death is the answer, you're fucking dead