Testo The Art Of Demise

the art of demise

there will come the day in our lives,
where we don´t have the might to decide,
death and live will shake their hands,
a demand for the art of demise!
Speak your last prayers, your last words,
you will learn, the human curse!
Everybody´s begging for a nice death.
But i swear, you´ll reap what you sow.
When you´re down, six feet in the ground.
Silence, will be the holy sound!

There´s nothing left of what you have done.
A living dead one is what you become.
Your flesh will loosen your body.
No return for the dead, no possibility!

Everybody´s begging for a nice death.
But i swear, you´ll reap what you sow.
When you´re down, six feet in the ground.
Silence, will be the holy sound!
Standing on the edge of no return!
The only way out (getting eaten by the wyrm)!
i am the one, i´ll take you with me!
Heaven or hell! Is your only place to be!!!