Autopsy - Always About To Die Lyrics
Under the sign of a skull faced moonWe rise from abysmal embryotic doomExistence as torment, yet locked in a graveA sick fragile cycle from which no one is savedMade to be feared, this reaping scytheNo one gets out of this world aliveDoomed to the flow of the river of fearDamned by the day when the reckoning's hereSuffering through the endless painParanoia drilling brainsEither way we all must perishEveryone will lose the gameIn your sleep or on your kneesKilled in health or by diseaseDoom bound train is on your trackFeel your mind about to crackWe are always about to die[Leads - Coralles/Cutler/Coralles/Cutler]Under the sign of a skull faced moonWe rise from abysmal embryotic doomExistence as torment, yet locked in a graveA sick fragile cycle from which no one is saved