All the times that were good or bad,
and the thought of a future that I never had
With the promise of heaven, and the threat of a hell
A reality I did dwell
And I did thrive on apathy,
and ignorance taught me the way it should be
All along, all the lies I was fed,
would reassure I'd rather be dead

All will die with thier memories,
little lives of misery
Thirst for power = starve for pain
All your money goes down the drain
Like your life in your grave,
none of the power or the money is saved
And you will die in your pain,
as all of it goes down the drain

Now I'm dead to no dismay,
my body reeks, my flesh decays!
All is gone now, the hate and the pain,
reality down the drain
And I will rot in my grave,
and I will see that nobody is saved
All is gone now, the hate and the pain,
all of it, gone down the drain

In my grave
no one's saved
no more pain
in my grave