The Undeath (song)
My skin is burned, my bones are broken,
I want to dig myself into the ground
To feel the bitter bite of darkness
And come back into undeath.
I feel so dead, my soul is empty.
My head is filled with fire, my heart with ice;
I can feel my own demise.
Yet I’ve seemed to grow some wings
To help me glide and fly through the sky
So I could break the arcs of rainbow
And bring myself back into undeath.
I feel so dead, my soul is empty.
My head is filled with fire, my heart with ice;
I took a punch and fell down twice.
*music solo*
With last bit of hope I rose
To fight the final battle once again
And strike my enemies with victory,
Just one day to be back into undeath.
I feel so dead, my soul is empty.
My head is filled with fire, my heart with ice;
The life has never felt so… nice.
I want to dig myself into the ground
To feel the bitter bite of darkness
And come back into undeath.
I feel so dead, my soul is empty.
My head is filled with fire, my heart with ice;
I can feel my own demise.
Yet I’ve seemed to grow some wings
To help me glide and fly through the sky
So I could break the arcs of rainbow
And bring myself back into undeath.
I feel so dead, my soul is empty.
My head is filled with fire, my heart with ice;
I took a punch and fell down twice.
*music solo*
With last bit of hope I rose
To fight the final battle once again
And strike my enemies with victory,
Just one day to be back into undeath.
I feel so dead, my soul is empty.
My head is filled with fire, my heart with ice;
The life has never felt so… nice.