Pulse of the Dead

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

Fuck it - I stop complaining

No more beats remaining

Tired

Coz lies can tell no trick… so sick

Fuck you - I live that hellride

With the pulse of dead inside

There is nothing to show… than 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