Ataraxia - Lady Lazaras Lyrics
Dying is an art like everything elseI do it exceptionally wellI do it that it feels like hellI do it that it seems realI guess you could say I've a callIt's easy enough to do it in a cellIt's easy enough to do it and stay putIt's theatrical, beware !Herr God, Herr Lucifer beware !Out of the ash I'll rise with my black hairand I'll eat men like airOut of the ash I'll rise with my black hairHerr God, Herr Lucifer beware!Out of the ash I'll rise with my black hairand I'll eat men like airOut of the ash I'll rise with my black hairHerr God, Herr Lucifer beware ![Lyrics by Sylvia Plath.]