Lyrics:

Take thy pick and dig thy grave
All sense dies in the life of a slave
Nonsense thrives, they cannot save themselves
From the death wish
At the point of no return
Where flawless, frozen images burn
Their tourtured souls still weep and yearn for release
From the beast
For everlasting peace
Hell awaits thee in Heaven too late
Locked out of time at the pearly gate
With naught but a sliver of a twist of fate
Thy fractured heart
And the death wish
Past the point of no return
Where flawless, forzen images burn
Their tortued souls still weep and yearn for release
Form the beast
For everlsating peace
And the key
And the key to paradise