Lyrics:

Death is near, need the drugs
Poisoned blood
Transfuse death, toxemia
Transfix the veins

Overdose by a shot
Makes you dead
Funeral, no one cries
You are alone

Land of dead
Has taken your soul
Eradicates
Your moribund fate

Exonerate your head
Start to live a life
Erroneous erudition
Is left behind

Purgatorial blood in the chest
Epitaph describes natural death
The trepidation stopped long ago
Got a real job, forgot the past
Drugs can change a life
To an inner devastation
Drugs can make you high
But also make you dead


Death is near, need the drugs
Poisoned blood
Transfuse death, toxaemia
Transfix the veins

Overdose by a shot
Makes you dead
Funeral, no one cries
You are alone

Land of the dead
Has taken your soul
Eradicates
Your moribund fate