| Awake, alone, paralyzed |
| The blood in my mouth tastes like defeat |
| Wounded, swollen, bleeding |
| I'm hanging on this wall like a crucifix |
| Pieces of bones scattered everywhere |
| I wrap my left arm around my neck |
| I feel my legs no more |
| While adrenaline is blasting my bursting heart |
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| Drop by drop |
| All my blood |
| Turns this granite to red |
| Tick tock |
| Like a clock |
| Till my veins are emptied |
| And the wind |
| Plucks a harp |
| While my soul disappears |
| But I'm not dead yet! |
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| I can see my life flashing before my eyes |
| I can hear my wife yelling my name in vain |
| While my son holds a shovel and is digging my grave |
| But I'm not dead yet... |
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| All I know is that I don't want to leave this earth today |
| On this rope I must fight tooth and nail |
| Hear these words that like a mantra I repeat to myself |
| I'm not dead yet! |
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| Not yet, the countdown has started for the bloodclock |
| Broken is the hourglass, exsanguinating till the last drop, ah! |
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| I can see my life flashing before my eyes |
| I can hear my wife yelling my name in vain |
| While my son holds a shovel and is digging my grave |
| But I'm not dead yet... |
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| All I know is that I don't want to leave this earth today |
| On this rope I must fight tooth and nail |
| Hear these words that like a mantra I repeat to myself |
| I'm not dead yet! |
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| I can be cruel sometimes |
| Let you touch the sky or make you fall |
| Watch you, striving for peace of mind |
| Hunting high and low till you're gone |
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| Future is so unpredictable |
| Just hold on to your hopes |
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| I'm not dead yet! |
| Mark my words 'cause |
| I'm not dead yet! |
| And I'm not dying today! |
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| I'm not dead yet, fuck! |
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