The Pulse of the Dead Lyrics
Heartbeat
Can you be faking
Dead inside I'm waking
Beat me I feel
A little sick
Where is the trick
Your lies are on to kill me
Kill the pulse inside me
Can't you show
Me a bit more
Cut me a sore
Slightly mad slightly dead
Where is the beat for survive
Drive me sad drive me dead
**** it I stop complaining
No more beats remaining
Tired 'cause lies
Can tell no trick
So sick
**** you I live
That hellride
With the pulse
Of dead inside
There is nothing to show
It's empty life
And I was never alive
Slightly mad slightly dead
There was no way for survive
Drive me sad drive
Drive me dead
And there is nothing alive
All I have all I had
Is just the pulse
Of the dead
Bequeathed
The pulse of the dead
The pulse of the dead
The pulse of the dead
The pulse of the dead