O.D.'d on Life Itself

How could I fool you, rest and assure you

Take you off from here and put you on the line

Your back's to the pistol, iron bullets whistle

Landscapes open and the world it's mine, it's still mine

OD'd on life, life itself [repeat twice]

Writings appear on the wall

Curtains part and landscapes fall

It's the writings done in blood

Like a mummy's inscription

And a bat wing tongue

Well then the mouth of the cave

Will open up wide, wide as the world

That's mine, mine, still mine

So don't you fear the trade in lives

Life loves force and force loves lives

This wedding in heaven was made up in hell

This victim as bride and life, life itself

OD'd on life, life itself [repeat ad nauseam]