Gin

Snake bitten and foaming mouth
Clock ticking time running out

Feel a bit cold
Late in the night
Barren old walls
Dim candlelight

Fight, fight the battle no real glory
Black, black in print a scary story
Truth, truth can suck for anybody
Die, die in peace is such a blessing

All the people, all fall down
It is time to die

All the people, all fall down
It is time to die

The hearse is here
All dressed in black
Tears here and there
Now on my back

All the people, all fall down
It is time to die

All the people, all fall down
It is time to die

Fight, fight the battle no real glory
Black, black in print a scary story
Truth, truth can suck for anybody
Die, die in peace is such a blessing



Credits
Writer(s): Oscar Ross
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