Testo Abe The Cop

as if in a dream

only one man can know he tastes the dirt

he chews the dirt

the filth now swallow the filth of it
cold sweat runs down slow

just choke the filth of it

now swallow

mixed with hot tastes of blood and the cold taste of defeat

i want to die

just one more time

roll over and die

white lights
mad and maniacal

seep out

dark brick walls

you just shun heavens thunder

laughing at the sky with a hiss of the nightmare's downpour

laughing at the sky

now wake up and die just one more time

as if in a dream

only one more time i must die