Song parody of
Who Will Not Be Dead
by Seance
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Alone, I have been left
Contamination
Fear, of what's to wait
Global hesitation
My time is over, I'll breathe my final breath
Lying skinnaken, in the shadow of death
Who among us, believe in gods creation
So why do I cry, there is no salvation
Blind, you must be blind
Denying facts of fear
Time, you've seen the signs
Mass death within years
Tied to life support, the cables unwind
I'm living on time, that was never mine
Hard to think, thoughts they drown
Panic screams in my head, as drugs pull me down
I meet my doom, soon will I lay
In my tomb, oh join me pray
Lord in the sky, can't hear my cry
There's no god, alone I die
Dead, I will be dead
Tears roll down my face
Saved, who will be saved
Erased without a trace
My skin starts to peel, face to deform
Lungs ripped by cough, calm before this storm
Sadly you don't care, for me in this bed
But my name is yours, for who will not be dead
Alone, I have been left
Contamination
Fear, of what's to wait
Global hesitation
My time is over, I'll breathe my final breath
Lying skinnaken, in the shadow of death
Who among us, believe in gods creation
So why do I cry, there is no salvation
Blind, you must be blind
Denying facts of fear
Time, you've seen the signs
Mass death within years
Tied to life support, the cables unwind
I'm living on time, that was never mine
Hard to think, thoughts they drown
Panic screams in my head, as drugs pull me down
I meet my doom, soon will I lay
In my tomb, oh join me pray
Lord in the sky, can't hear my cry
There's no god, alone I die
Dead, I will be dead
Tears roll down my face
Saved, who will be saved
Erased without a trace
My skin starts to peel, face to deform
Lungs ripped by cough, calm before this storm
Sadly you don't care, for me in this bed
But my name is yours, for who will not be dead
